~ Poets corner ~
~ The Mind ~
The mind is a curious thing, if ever you’ve wondered,
But what happens when one such as yours becomes plundered?
You think that it’s safe, locked away in your brain,
But I’ll tell you, nowhere is safe when your head is a drain.
Leaking secrets galore, right out of your mind,
Leaving them littered about for who knows who to find.
So please be cautious, be mindful, be wary,
For those who pick up might not be so carefree!
But what happens when one such as yours becomes plundered?
You think that it’s safe, locked away in your brain,
But I’ll tell you, nowhere is safe when your head is a drain.
Leaking secrets galore, right out of your mind,
Leaving them littered about for who knows who to find.
So please be cautious, be mindful, be wary,
For those who pick up might not be so carefree!
~ KRAMPUS NIGHt ~
On an eve in December,
Throughout every town.
There is a creature who’s stirring,
Who’s furrily bound.
A beast who is ancient,
That is to say old.
With a long flicking tongue,
Or so I am told.
Clad all in black,
With twisted horns on his head.
A mere glimpse of this monster,
Would fill you with dread.
Draped all in chains,
With bells that ring brassy.
He comes for those children,
Who’ve been very nasty.
With a long stick in one hand,
And his mouldy old sack.
He’ll scoop you right up,
If it’s Yuletide joy that you lack.
Now I don’t mean to scare you,
Or give you a fright.
But if you heed my words wisely,
You’ll survive Krampus Night.
But what should we do,
I hear you both cry.
How do we stop him,
Is our end Nigh.
Now listen up young ones,
There is indeed a way.
To stop Krampus coming,
On this fateful day.
His message is simple,
It’s simply be nice.
Love those around you,
And you won’t pay the price.
See he’s not all bad,
Though he looks scary.
He’s actually quite nice,
Though very, very hairy.
It’s not that he dislikes you,
Or thinks that you’re bad.
It’s that he wants this Christmas,
To be the best that you’ve had.
For you to be happy,
Be generous and nice.
Be good all year long,
Without any strife.
If not he is coming,
And you know on what day.
You’ll hear his bells jingling,
And he’ll take you away.
But we know that won’t happen,
Because now you are bright.
And you know how to stop Krampus from coming,
On old Krampus Night!
Throughout every town.
There is a creature who’s stirring,
Who’s furrily bound.
A beast who is ancient,
That is to say old.
With a long flicking tongue,
Or so I am told.
Clad all in black,
With twisted horns on his head.
A mere glimpse of this monster,
Would fill you with dread.
Draped all in chains,
With bells that ring brassy.
He comes for those children,
Who’ve been very nasty.
With a long stick in one hand,
And his mouldy old sack.
He’ll scoop you right up,
If it’s Yuletide joy that you lack.
Now I don’t mean to scare you,
Or give you a fright.
But if you heed my words wisely,
You’ll survive Krampus Night.
But what should we do,
I hear you both cry.
How do we stop him,
Is our end Nigh.
Now listen up young ones,
There is indeed a way.
To stop Krampus coming,
On this fateful day.
His message is simple,
It’s simply be nice.
Love those around you,
And you won’t pay the price.
See he’s not all bad,
Though he looks scary.
He’s actually quite nice,
Though very, very hairy.
It’s not that he dislikes you,
Or thinks that you’re bad.
It’s that he wants this Christmas,
To be the best that you’ve had.
For you to be happy,
Be generous and nice.
Be good all year long,
Without any strife.
If not he is coming,
And you know on what day.
You’ll hear his bells jingling,
And he’ll take you away.
But we know that won’t happen,
Because now you are bright.
And you know how to stop Krampus from coming,
On old Krampus Night!
(Photos sourced from the web and used to compliment the written material)