A monthly poem written by our poet, Luna Nyx Frost. Sadly, due to personal malfunction it was not shared last month but instead, this January.
I, Alexa Wayne, am terribly sorry for the late publishing of this exquisite poem.
December = Krampus
Many associate December with Christmas, remembering writing lists to Santa Clause and doing what we could to stay on the nice list.
Many people either forget or have no idea of another holiday entity named Krampus, who brings fear to those on the naughty list — appearing in a demonic form to punish those who have done wrong.
Lured to homes filled with rotten children,
I wait for the witching hour to strike.
Knowing that no parent will prevent
my twisted form of corporal punishment.
The results, a good child for old Saint Nick
or a lost soul to the Underworld.
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