Hello, I'm Death.

The Dark Santa with a sack

full of bones.

Little demons for elves,

Rudolph’s got a black nose.

When I come down your chimney

It's more, well, an attack.

Heart brain or liver?

It's my choice which will crack.

My presents are wrapped

In pain, suffering and grief.

There's tears before bedtime

And then the release.

Here is my list

All checked twice.

Who is good, bad or ugly

Naughty or nice.

There's no rhyme or reason

No fast pass or queue.

It's just “this guy now, then her.”

I keep it simple. It’ll do.

Please don’t worry about

these jingle bell moans.

Just keep singing your prayers

Whilst I make room in the boat.