Santa Claws

The guy in red

needs to bring a treat

if he hopes for peace

if ever we should meet.

No man will come to my house

whether he bears gifts or not

and sneak down my chimney

like a common thief to be shot.

So the only thing to stop you,

from meeting my claws,

would be to bring a fish,

choose well, Santa Claus.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016