Santa: Ninja of the North

He travels the world in but a one night
He sees all you do and all you have done
He cannot be traced, his movement is silent
And knows who to reward and who to shun
He'll leave candy in stockings for good girls and boys
And uses milk and cookies to refuel his powers
And he does this all in but a one night
And he does this all in only a few hours
You better not cry, you better not shout
For on one night his slay shall fly fourth
Witness not his glory, and deny his existence
For he is Santa Claus: Ninja of the North

Image/Poem (C) Metal-Kitty