Our beast sighed sad with a toast to the lasses. There were none and how Krampus hoped to pinch them on the asses. Not since sausage in October was such a fest, but for a friend he made the best. Krampus thanked Bigfoot and headed off for his cave, He still missed the dog house but it was a price he had paid. And no more nights with lovely Ms. Deroon but worst of all was not to see Idunn.
The fire covered his tracks and in the confusion Idunn was spared. Maybe this was redemption for the monster; if so he wouldn't care. The blaze burned down the neighbor house, forcing me to move down south. Oh didn't you know I was the neighbor and Krampus lived in my yard. He wasn't a bad boarder living with him wasn’t too hard. Did Krampus go with us; no he found a place in the hills. If you see him let me know, he hasn't paid all his bills.
Deroon, I heard she was married and had a kid, if it has horns they are well hid. The monster doesn't visit at least that I know. But it’s hard for a monster to come and go. Idunn? I think she still lives with her parent on that street, hoping to see Krampus again, sometimes leaving out meat. Maybe she would see him streak across the yard, she thought she saw him once but in the dark seeing is hard. She is a good girl, but Krampus wouldn't visit even if she was bad. A monster losing a friend is very sad.
Krampus well he is still Krampus so be warned if you are bad, if he doesn't visit you should be glad. He stalks the local playgrounds and shopping mall, preying on children at the end of fall. This year Christmas will come with a curse, Krampus is coming, my final verse.