Krampus for Christmas part 28

Krampus tore at a tuba player and wrapped brass about him like a bow.  The monster preferred guitar, this was a critique of the show.  Pipers and players neither were spared, Flutes rammed down throats and up other places; you would have glared. 

His hoof smashed tables shattering plates, If you love carnage you'd say it just great.  Blows fell a busboy, he was embezzling from the bar.  Krampus's switch lashed the evil, them running near and far.  The beast was on them with a bound, whips and cries a musical sound.



A little more for the scene at the Ahwanhee