- Hey I'm Sapphire!
Wanna hear something scary?
(scary music)
Gather around good boys and girls.
Daniel Millar, and Ms. Sweeney, and yes,
you too Richard Blackwell.
Are you all warm and cozy?
Good, because now it is time for a Christmas tale
by Scott A. Johnson.
Twas the night before Christmas and deep in our bunker
My mom, dad, sister and I did hunker.
The street lights were dark no carolers sang
not even the blessings of old church bells rang.
And beneath our beds we all huddled tight
and hoped he would pass by our house tonight.
Everyone knows of jolly St. Nick
and the gifts that he brings on his single night trip.
And the presents and bobbles and candy and toys
that he's brings every Christmas to good girls and boys.
But it wasn't the man with the red suit and white beard
who's annual Christmas visit we feared.
Outside in the snow we heard a loud howl
the crunching of ice and an animal growl.
I heard it sniff by our window pane
then a deep throaty laugh and saw red eyes like flame.
My sister and I both stared horrified
and prayed that the creature could not get inside.
But a moment later a thundering pound
(loud pound)
turned our door to splinters all over the ground.
I screamed as the creature into our home came
this horrible beast Vom Krampus by name.
He was massively tall at least seven feet
from the points of his horns to his hoofs shodden feet.
Across his back what I mistook for a coat
was the shaggy long hair of a filthy dead goat.
And I cried and I swallowed my terrified pangs
at the sight of his wickedly razor sharp fangs.
His claw fingered hands looked ready for pain
in one was a bull whip the other a chain.
(rattling chain)
He growled and he sneered and laughed for a while
then he pointed at us and said
naughty
with a smile.
My sister and I both shook with fear
what terrible things had we done this year?
We tried to be good and thought we succeeded
we minded our manners no punishment needed.
We both made good grades we neither one lied
or cheated or stole, we had nothing to hide.
But Krampus still came with his evil heart black
to steal us away stuff us in his sack.
To take us away to his punishment cave
were all the bad children forever his slaves.
We turned to our parents behind them to hide
but they both shook their heads and sadly stepped aside.
You must face the music my father lamented
Vom Krampus then laughed his expression demented.
My sister and I hugged each other tight
and prayed that someone could save us that night.
And just when we gave up and all hope was gone
there came a loud clatter from out on the lawn.
With a tinkle of bells our spirits did lift
Vom Krampus snarled the air he did sniff.
On the wind came the scent of holly and pine
of gingerbread cookies and holiday wine.
In the doorway he stood in his suit of bright red
St. Nicholas came we cried out and said.
Save us St. Nicholas there's been a mistake
we've been good all year we can't let them take.
Hold on not so fast he raised his great hand
there is something happening you don't understand.
Vom Krampus did come that much is true
but the demon of Christmas did not come for you.
At the demon we stared both of us confused
He had to be here for somebody but who?
Then I started to think and all became clear
who'd been the naughtiest of all that year?
The more that I thought the more I understood
we children were fine but the parents no good.
The Krampus takes children my father protested
and Santa's face twisted toward the man he detested.
Christmas time is for children and gifts to be given
you took their innocence and that can't be forgiven.
You scared them into silence their souls you did twist
and to top it off told them I didn't exist.
For your life-long naughtiness the piper must be paid
and set Krampus upon them with a dismissive wave.
The adults screamed (screaming) as they went into his sack
and we cried until Santa patted my back.
What's wrong asked St. Nicholas I thought you'd be happy
to be rid of those people who treated you crappy.
We are I sniffed sincere as could be
but what is to become of my sister and me?
St. Nicholas smiled and laughed loud and deep
As did Krampus a sound that still haunts my sleep.
Why you'll come with me he said with great joy
I have great use for a good girl and boy.
You'll come to my workshop and work with my elves
I promise that you will enjoy yourselves.
I'll teach you my secrets, my toy making ways
and then you'll take over when I've ended my days.
But, said my sister, what about him?
Won't Krampus be lonely she scratched his chin.
I wish to thank him and I know the way
I will go with him and be his protege.
And so from Kris Kringle I learned to make toys
and my sister to torture naughty girls and boys.
And every evening from that point thereafter
my dreams were full of parents screams
and my sister's laughter.
And so this ends our happy Christmas story
if you're nice and not naughty you've no need to worry.
But if your heart's full of coal and your an evil mister
try to hide but you'll soon meet Krampus and my sister.
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(creepy music)