He awoke on Christmas Day

Too excited to wait,

So he bolted downstairs 

"Boy, today'll be great!"

His parents awoke at seven,

Very tired, but smiling.

Their son was ready,

Oh that, there was no denying.

He grabbed the first present

And untied the bow.

"Wow! I can't believe it!

You got me a toy boat!"

He snatched the next box, 

Already beaming with joy.

"Holy cow! Oh, my God!"

He cried when he saw the xBox.

There was something very odd

about the present he grabbed next.

He opened it up

And it damn near slit his neck.

"What the hell is that?"

his dad cried out with fright.

"I don't know," said his mom

"Hurry! Turn off the light!"

So they turned off the lights 

so the toy couldn't find them.

But the toy grabbed a knife

and said, "I don't mean to cause you fright."

It stabbed the dad's throat

and slit the mom's, too.

Then it turned it's attention

to little Aaron Crue.

It cornered the boy,

tightening its grip on the knife,

"Don't worry, Aaron.

I want you to see the light."

And Aaron shot up in bed, 

Frightened, scared.

Then he heard a bumping noise

Coming from downstairs . . .

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Part two of my poetry collection about a ton of different themes, like drugs use, teenage life, boredom, murder, etc. I hope you enjoy and please contact me if there is any similarity to any other poem or song.

updated Nov 14 '11 by RejectedDarkness