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Beware the wrath of the Northern Polar boogie man, The Anti-Clause, a legendary beast of nightmarish voracity, From folklore mythology, a dark creature of demonic prowess, Lurks in the hidden shadow realm, in a freezing forbidden zone, Of Artic temperatures deadly depth, where raw instincts thrive On basic survival alone! Sensing his ill prescience even Jack Frost takes shelters Offensive stance whistling not, nay instead leaving the area For friendlier territories beyond, this creatures evil grasp! Blistering creaking, bone chilling bitter winds blow thus, For tonight it emerges, from whereabouts’ murky passages Unknown, beneath ice covered alpine mountains, a hissing Snarling echoes against the rocky ragged slopes! Behold the fork tongued beast, with piercing red glowing eyes, Steps outwards from the hollows darkest myth, and into the Realm of humanities reality, a ram horned satyr, Whose existence is linked by fate to none other than Father Christmas himself, the balancing scale of good And evil must be maintained after all! To mystical legends intertwined, by ancient scrolls Of positive and negative, a good list, and one naughty, Twin opposing sides, Old Chris Kringle beloved by all The children of the world, and the Krampus feared! A gigantic Manimal grinning with a seething grimace, Unrolls his sacred parchment of tainted names and Deeds mischievous, checking by his talon clawed Digits each child will receive crimes punishment! As the Krampus drool drops upon the newly fallen Snow stinging it to burn and sizzle, an anticipation Of his hunger never satisfied for violence and Mayhem, the whipping branch quivers in this Anti-Christmas creatures massive grasp! As Santa Clause’s magical crimson sack holds the Dreams of millions innocent, so within the Krampus Black ebony knapsack, lies the screams of countless Generations of lost souls forgotten! In the cold of the forbidden night, a stalker crunches At the layers of ice and snow, with heavily laden hoof Steps, seeking, waiting for the lights of houses to be Shut off, then the Krampus will strike with cruelties Unmerciful limb of justice! Nay but some naughty offenders receive a terrifying Fate beyond the clashing lash, at the double check mark Of the Krampus’s fine point claw, these greedy and soiled Children of humanity disappear, within the bowels of his Ebony knapsack, never to return again to the World of men! As the Krampus’s bag threshes, this beastly Anti-Clause, Recites an Ancient unnerving tune: THE KRAMPUS UN-LULLABY Fee-Fi-Foe-Fume I smell the foul stench of a naughty one, Be she or he fast asleep or wide awake, their souls and Flesh shall be mine, by Christmas morns faded rays of twilight, Now hush, hush little Johnny or Jane, for I am thy equalizer For eternal pain, beware my wrath and stinging branch, Greed’s spoiled and guilt’s bullies, for I am the ageless, The unrelenting, the creature known as the Krampus! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 12/22/2015 11:18:00 AM
What can I say, "Manimal," very clever. I love the word and the poem is just creepy enough. Wonderful write, Cheryl
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Date: 12/13/2015 2:02:00 PM
Hello Cheri!! This is a quite wonderful and most scary write. The images you've provided with the narrative really bring this horrible character out. (I believe the "Krampus Myth" may originate somewhere down in Bavaria here in Southern Germany or further south in Austria. I noticed the German text in the one card displayed in the images above.) "Knecht Ruprecht" is the mythic old German farm hand who rides with Santa in his sleigh to "greet" children who've misbehaved.) A "SEVEN"!! Gary
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Date: 12/10/2015 4:52:00 AM
Scary good! Such a great poem.
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Date: 12/8/2015 8:10:00 PM
Crazy good, Cherl!"Unknown, beneath ice covered alpine mountains, a hissing Snarling echoes against the rocky ragged slopes!" yeah...that would creep me out..."Steps, seeking, waiting for the lights of houses to be Shut off, then the Krampus will strike with cruelties Unmerciful limb of justice!" Love that part...always a pleasure reading from you. Always, Laura
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Date: 12/7/2015 7:12:00 PM
I agree with my SIS, Skat. I need to and want to watch this movie. I even picture myself sneaking off to the mall with my grandson. LOL, while everyone is at school and work. Love the write, Especially the Stench of a naughty one. LOL< that s me. Oh no, I'm I gonna die? LOL.. Love the write. LINDA
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Date: 12/5/2015 4:57:00 PM
Hi Cherl! I have to admit that Krampus was a new word for me! Thus I looked it up and found that it does exist, even as a theme to a film. Your write is riveting and powerful; I don't think I'll let my g'daughter read this one though! ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 12/4/2015 3:34:00 PM
amazing flight of fantasy with mythical nuances, cherl; wow!..huggs
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Date: 12/4/2015 2:06:00 AM
....and there was I thinking that the children stayed awake at night in joyful anticipation, Cherl. Good job I was a good little child. A chilling Yuletide rampage and a great write. Viv x
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Date: 12/4/2015 1:04:00 AM
Beautiful, beautiful this is. This was constructed seductively, I enjoyed my visit. Bless you cherl..........A.M.
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Date: 12/3/2015 11:42:00 PM
Hello, my friend, Christmas-Ween... Love this, my friend. I want to see this one so bad. Awesome to see this mix. SKAT
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