The Brothers

As Frozen winter approaches.

A Rounded red man sits in candlelight.

Bounded leather, the lists placed with care.

The words inscribed read Naughty and Nice,

As the warmth of the room disappears into darkness,

The air so icy frozen all around him.

With hooves that clop and teeth so sharp,

His brother did appear.

Smashing a bauble upon the hardened floor.

“Hello there Brother.” The goat said gleefully.

“What a pleasure it is.”

“Krampus.” Says Nick rolling his eyes in the back of his head.


“We meet again. This time of year creeps up on us once more.”

The goat continued to say, “12 months come and gone away.”

“Even that feels too soon to see you.” Nick did groan.

Krampus reached for the list written in ink

To inspect what he could see.

“Every year there are less and less.” He noticed while tutting.

“The world is disgusting full of humans wanting chaos, why is it that there is still more good in here?”

“You underestimate them dear brother.” Saint Nick said surely.

Krampus smiled, glistening teeth glowing then spoke deeper than he had before.

“I think you cheat, no one knows what you’re really like. Underneath this jolly exterior you are as despicable as I.”

Nick stared down his glasses, and cleared his throat from mucus.

“Be gone now brother, for your time here is over.”

Moments before the old goat did leave,

Staring into his brother’s deep soul muttering to himself.

“You disguise it well, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but one day they will discover who you truly are.”

Into the frozen darkness, the demon left silently,

And Nick did utter “I have no doubts they will my twin brother.”