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How the Bandito Penguin stole Christmas
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How the Bandito Penguin stole Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Well except for the Bandito Penguin of course, whom was riding his horse. This night left him feeling no remorse. He did not like the holiday season, or its source.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, or they were until he wanted to see what was in there. They were all full of sweets, which he did not consider to be good treats
Many people in the world liked Christmas a lot, but the Bandito Penguin certainly did not.
The Bandito Penguin hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
The feelings of yuletide merely left him distraught. Thoughts of joy were not ones he sought.
Tis not the season for him to feel great. Rather it sometimes made him irate.
He did not understand what was there to celebrate, and certainly didn't feel like listening to others elaborate.
So every Christmas he spent alone, riding his horse as he was prone.
Tonight he had broke into a house, because sometimes he could be such a lous. He messed up their decorations to ruin their celebrations so come morning the family would be sad, and that would make him feel glad.
But trashing one house wasn't enough, no, he needed to put an end to Christmas stuff.
His horse walked along, its hooves practically drumming as the Bandito Penguin thought of how to stop Christmas from coming.
But how, how could he do it. He was about to give up and just say 'screw it'
But then he had a thought, one that would accomplish what he sought. He did not know if Santa Claus was real or not, but if he was then it was him that much be fought. So he waited for Santa to show with the plan of burying him in the snow.
Bandito Penguin waited for over an hour as he ate the cookies that were left out for Santa to devour.
Until he heard on the roof such a clatter, and rushed to the window to see what was the matter.
There was someone outside he could see, but was it whom he was hoping it to be?
Why he could see someone in red, and what looked like a sleight that was reindeer led.
On closer look he could see it was indeed St. Nick. Now was the time to put an end to this prick.
Bandito Penguin leapt off his horse and snuck around until he found a spot where he would not easily be found.
Santa Claus came down the chimney with care, not knowing about what he should beware.
He opened his bag and began to place the presents under the tree when the Bandito Penguin leapt out and struck at him with quite the degree.
The man in red went down in one blow, and the Bandito Penguin had officially reached a new low.
But just taking out Santa wouldn't do. There were other things he needed to do too.
He grabbed the sack and rushed up the chimney to the sleigh and the reindeer. They took one look at him and their faces were filled with fear.
He got in the sleigh and told them to take off. Their refusals only made him scoff.
He pulled the ropes and told them to take flight, and finally they took off into the night.
Bandito Penguin was flown back to his home, which was an ice crusted dome.
There he walked in with Santa's sack, and once inside began to unpack.
As he removed the gifts from the sack that would go under a tree, he heard the reindeer outside flee.
Bandito Penguin prepared to throw all the presents away, when he heard a horse go 'neigh'
He looked outside to see his horse whom he had left behind, and Santa standing next to him and looking like he had lost his mind.
Santa walked up to the door and undid the locks, then walked in holding a small box.
He walked up to Bandito Penguin and put the box on the floor, then grabbed his sack and walked out the door.
Santa and his reindeer took off without a hitch, and Bandito Penguin was left with a scratch to itch.
He had failed to stop Christmas from coming, and it made his head start thrumming.
That was until he opened his present, and was left with nothing to resent.
Bandito Penguin no longer hated Christmas, not one bit.
For he finally had a pair of shoes that fit.
Well except for the Bandito Penguin of course, whom was riding his horse. This night left him feeling no remorse. He did not like the holiday season, or its source.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, or they were until he wanted to see what was in there. They were all full of sweets, which he did not consider to be good treats
Many people in the world liked Christmas a lot, but the Bandito Penguin certainly did not.
The Bandito Penguin hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
The feelings of yuletide merely left him distraught. Thoughts of joy were not ones he sought.
Tis not the season for him to feel great. Rather it sometimes made him irate.
He did not understand what was there to celebrate, and certainly didn't feel like listening to others elaborate.
So every Christmas he spent alone, riding his horse as he was prone.
Tonight he had broke into a house, because sometimes he could be such a lous. He messed up their decorations to ruin their celebrations so come morning the family would be sad, and that would make him feel glad.
But trashing one house wasn't enough, no, he needed to put an end to Christmas stuff.
His horse walked along, its hooves practically drumming as the Bandito Penguin thought of how to stop Christmas from coming.
But how, how could he do it. He was about to give up and just say 'screw it'
But then he had a thought, one that would accomplish what he sought. He did not know if Santa Claus was real or not, but if he was then it was him that much be fought. So he waited for Santa to show with the plan of burying him in the snow.
Bandito Penguin waited for over an hour as he ate the cookies that were left out for Santa to devour.
Until he heard on the roof such a clatter, and rushed to the window to see what was the matter.
There was someone outside he could see, but was it whom he was hoping it to be?
Why he could see someone in red, and what looked like a sleight that was reindeer led.
On closer look he could see it was indeed St. Nick. Now was the time to put an end to this prick.
Bandito Penguin leapt off his horse and snuck around until he found a spot where he would not easily be found.
Santa Claus came down the chimney with care, not knowing about what he should beware.
He opened his bag and began to place the presents under the tree when the Bandito Penguin leapt out and struck at him with quite the degree.
The man in red went down in one blow, and the Bandito Penguin had officially reached a new low.
But just taking out Santa wouldn't do. There were other things he needed to do too.
He grabbed the sack and rushed up the chimney to the sleigh and the reindeer. They took one look at him and their faces were filled with fear.
He got in the sleigh and told them to take off. Their refusals only made him scoff.
He pulled the ropes and told them to take flight, and finally they took off into the night.
Bandito Penguin was flown back to his home, which was an ice crusted dome.
There he walked in with Santa's sack, and once inside began to unpack.
As he removed the gifts from the sack that would go under a tree, he heard the reindeer outside flee.
Bandito Penguin prepared to throw all the presents away, when he heard a horse go 'neigh'
He looked outside to see his horse whom he had left behind, and Santa standing next to him and looking like he had lost his mind.
Santa walked up to the door and undid the locks, then walked in holding a small box.
He walked up to Bandito Penguin and put the box on the floor, then grabbed his sack and walked out the door.
Santa and his reindeer took off without a hitch, and Bandito Penguin was left with a scratch to itch.
He had failed to stop Christmas from coming, and it made his head start thrumming.
That was until he opened his present, and was left with nothing to resent.
Bandito Penguin no longer hated Christmas, not one bit.
For he finally had a pair of shoes that fit.
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