Thread:Coolot1/@comment-31765930-20191222222921/@comment-31765930-20191222224327

Lemme explain Twas the night during Christmas And all through the Eve People were getting killed With no scream or peep

A murderous man goes stealthy at night To not be heard or seen by sources so bright He is like a fox who hunts down poor souls Why does he do it Nobody is Sure or Knows

Just beware what you hear in the stony icy cold You could even be murdered by a huge sack of coal

And the only thing breathing is just a little mouse And that's my pitch to you from Universal and Blumhouse