Basically, Bakura has it in for Santa. Also, i do not own yu gi oh
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Something was stirring, and it wasn't a mouse.
It was Bakura, sitting in the corner whilst cradling his knife,
all night he'd been plotting to take Santa's life.
His Hikari was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of muffins and tea danced in his heads.
Inside the chimney was gunpowder, not soot,
And fireworks had been set to go bang when they met Santa's foot.
The stockings were stuffed with razors and wire,
As well as some matches so he could start up the fire.
Bakura stood at the window ready to move in a dash,
And should Santa appear he would attack in a flash.
The poisonous cookies guaranteed a good show
And a large hole had been dug to bury Santa below.
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a fat guy in a sleigh, and eight drunken reindeer.
With a fat drunken driver, who could only be St Nick,
Bakura knew he would have to be quick.
Down fell the reindeer, with no concept of shame,
And their disgrace of an owner who all knew by name!
Bakura heard names such as Prancer and Vixen
As jolly old St Nick struggled to pronounce Blitzen!
The reindeer dodged up to avoid the back wall!
Only to find that the wall was too tall.
All the same to the roof they managed to fly,
just barely managing to stay in the sky.
So on top of the house and near the chimney they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and weapons of genocide too.
And then, with a burp, Bakura heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each drunken hoof.
As Bakura drew in his head, He set a light the fuse that would cause Santa dread,
But when no cry was heard, Bakura, curious, up the chimney stuck his head.
A really loud fart caused Bakura to reel back, clutching his nose,
and down came the fat drunkard, striking a pose.
A bundle of whiskeys was strapped to his back,
And onto the floor he dropped a blackened red sack.
from the sack the man pulled a bundle of presents and beer
Along with what looked like a roasted reindeer
His droll little mouth was dripping with spit,
As he chomped down on the reindeer without offering a bit.
He turned to Bakura and said, "try as you might, you'll never catch me",
This infuriated Bakura, causing Santa to chuckle with Glee.
Bakura got up began to attack,
And Santa took a swing with his dirty red sack!
"You've been naughty Bakura, no presents this year,
And non for Ryou because he said I have a problem with beer!
Bakura cursed at the fat man, and wanted to cut off his head,
And just hoped his Hikari still slept softly in bed.
Immediately Santa emptied hiss sack on the floor,
Discarding it's contents of empty bottles and a half eaten boar .
And laying his finger inside of his nose,
Flicked a booger at Bakura and up the chimney he rose!
He was gone up the chimney faster than Bakura could whistle,
Flown up the thing with the speed of a thistle.
But Bakura, determined, climbed the chimney with all his might,
In time to hear, "Smell you later kid, good night!"