Psycho Santa
Psycho Santa
By Elton Camp
The season Santa Claus does dread
Because he must don that suit of red
Even worse, everywhere he will go
He is expected to give a jolly ho ho
And presents in spades to bestow
To every good kid he does know
Home delivery in just a single night
Is hardly the old elf’s biggest delight
Before he starts the Christmas thing
Santa decided to have a little fling
He made a check of his naughty list
Where he found a shameless miss
In his sleigh, they made a flight
To enjoy a week of pure delight
Then it was back to the usual grind
Santa hopes that nobody will mind
After all, the North Pole’s a boring place
With nothing but a bunch of elves to face
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