Krampus remembered a house on the street Seal, decorated everywhere with Christmas Zeal. Christmas filled every little nook, If you wanted tips these folks wrote the book. You couldn't see it all in an evening or season, Christmas spilled out every room no rhyme or reason.
The little couple that lived there decked the halls every year, from the fifties til now without fear. They started even before the old beast, so grand kids saw when they came from back east. There was a tree that magically seemed to snow and a second in the back on the patio. There were so many ornaments extra branches were hung on the walls and more like a sea of stars on the ceiling in the hall.
Some years they turned the garage into a scene, removing the door and making a window of Plexiglas and beams. The little lord Jesus slept in a bed a pump for his breathing a drive stirring his head. All the neighbors would come to see, when Krampus showed up they all turned to flee. The monster just smiled on the couples work, thinking next time to hide and lurk.
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