Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. This poem is for entertainment purposes only. I do not profit from it. Enjoy.
The Night Before Christmas (with Digimon)
Ai and Mako were asleep in their beds
While their demon lord scarfed up gingerbread.
It was the twenty-fifth of December so the kids were asleep,
But to a digimon that date only meant another night to eat.
For some reason cookies were left on a plate with a dove
With a note simply saying "to Santa with love".
Beelzemon found them, and though he read the tag, he knew of no Saint Nick
And so with a grin he dug into the cookies; ate them right quick.
With a belch and a chuckle he stepped out to enjoy the night sky,
When a weird flying contraption caught his sharp eye.
It landed on the roof of the house of his two little tamers,
So the demon thought he was dealing with invaders.
He leapt to the roof with his shotgun at the ready,
But found only the machine and a roof most unsteady.
Nine deer were hooked up to a large wooden sled,
But of the driver's location nothing could be said.
There was a deep jolly laugh from inside the house
And so Beelzemon dropped down like a lion ready to pounce.
Inside was the fat man, all decked up in red
With a jacket and boots, a dumb hat on his head.
He was going through the house with a gigantic sack
Which was clearly for valuable Ai and Mako lacked.
The demon lord shouted, ready for a fight,
"you chose the fuckin' wrong house ta break into tonight!"
And the fat man did plead and beg for his life
Saying, "Don't shoot! You're on my list. This year you were nice!"
Two small children came out, woken by the noise,
Hoping for candies, bright boxes, and toys.
When a gunshot went off their hope turned to fear
Because their partner Beelzemon gunned down Santa this year.
Authors Note: John C. here hoping everybody remembers to have a good laugh this holiday season. Unlike most of my stuff this was done fairly quickly when I thought I should do something before the Christmas season passed completely. Who knows. Maybe I'll do something for the Tamers on New Years. For those of you concerned I can promise you Father Christmas is just fine at the north pole enjoying his 364 days off. If anyone has an idea for a New Years special be sure to tell me in the review. Positive reviews on this encourage me to write more obscure stuff. Also try and read my other stuff if you have time. I hope everybody enjoys what is left of the holiday season.