So remember on New Year’s Eve when I told you all about one of my favorite students, Elvis, who is obsessed with Halloween/horror related things. He is in my special ed art class and it doesn’t matter how innocent my art project is…it always turns EVIL. This is his Christmas story that he wrote and recited to me from memory during art one day. I asked for a copy of it and I finally got it in my mailbox today. Awesome.
T’was the fright night before Christmas.
And all through the house,
not a creature was eaten except for a mouse.
The stockings were all hung by the chimney with care,
then opened that morning became a Christmas nightmare.
The children were all snug in their beds,
got a lot of eyeballs and half eaten heads.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear
but a human flesh sleigh and demonic reindeer.
And a dinosaur Santa so evil, demonic and sick.
I know it; it cannot be St. Nick.
From house to house with a sense of joy.
Now the dinosaur Santa ate every girl and boy.
He roared way out of sight.
Merry Christmas to all and we will MMMMM have a bite.