December Collage Poem: The Krampus
Goodbye Krampus, return to your castle of jet
No 'Ho Ho Ho' for you, old friend
Don't Krampus style big ears!
Elves we may be, but we're hard as gnomes.
Winter's empire is advancing through snow
Christmas spirits keep the supermarkets going
What do we do with a drunken Santa?
Asked the drunken Krampus, shall we give
Him mulled wine and keep him away from
The tomb of Margaret Thatcher
Burnt turkeys wearing odd socks reading bad books
"I made Margaret Thatcher swallow coal," said Krampus
Sea shells, Santas and frollics.