He comes around just once a year
near the end when winter is here
barging into everyone’s house
presents he leaves, he’s quiet as a mouse
but no one knows the truth for sure
for each gift he leaves an item he stores
in his second sack he takes to his wife
and for the elves, in return for their life
as laborers and toy building slaves
after he rescued them from their dark, cold graves
and took them to this new freezing place
the north pole where they are the majority race
an uprising will begin sometime this year
and Santa Claus shall live in fear
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