Mistletoe and Christmas kisses.

Family and friends with good tiding wishes.

until tragedy shattered the cheerful bliss.

The shipment of mistletoe arrived into town.

The spirit of Christmas thrived,the town alive with lights and busy shoppers.

The scream echoed through the town, people in a tizzy.

People lay froze solid on the ground.

Next to them was found tidy little bunches of mistletoe tied with vivid red bows.

Jack frost snickered to himself a shameful wicked elf.

His plan is to take christmas away, his mistletoe deadly magic.

The outcome, unmistakably tragic.

There would be no lighted trees, he fooled them all with ease.

His breath frigid and tainted blue, blew through the air.

He took care to dispense the mistletoe,to all that were in town.

People and packages littered the ground.

Children frightened huddled around.

Jack frost had a plan to steal the children.

Forcing them to stay in his castle far away in the south pole.

Santa's success had taken it's toll on him making him evil and mean.

His goal to take christmas and lock children away, so santa had no believers to spread joy.

Santa and Christmas would be a thing of the past.

Jack blew in with a icy blast.

Christmas and magic would forever be dead.

Fear and dread now danced in the childrens heads.

Jack Frost quite pleased he had pulled his horrid plan off with ease.

One town at a time he would kill the christmas magic.

His dastardly deeds gave him a thrill.

Santa watched from his crystal ball.

He viewed all the world making lists and checking twice.

Jack Frost was up to something, something most definitely not nice.

Santa wiggled his nose and clicked his toes and appeared into the once busy town.

He had located Jack and round up the elves preparing an attack.

His sack, just the right size to capture the wicked imp jack.

Sending him back to his ice castle at the south pole.

Punishment for his role is Sabotaging christmas cheer.

The most wonderful time of the year now had brought only fear.

The elves infiltrated the town located Jack and set about to fight.

The reindeers angrily took flight into town.

Stamping the mistletoe into the ground.

Jack caught off guard was easy to take down.

He was bundled and tied, His miserable hide locked away.

His magic taken, sent away to a forsaken far off place.

Santa raced to save the children locked away at the south pole.

They all were returned to town, their parents gathered from the ground and defrosted.

They all rejoiced the horrible night behind them.

Santa and his reindeer took flight back to the workshop to pack his sleigh.

Fully believing they saved the day.

One very naughty boy stayed tucked away watching with an evil grin.

The mistletoe clutched in hand.

His skin slowly faded to a frosty blue.

Chaos would once again ensue.

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the town, not a creature was stirring.

They all laid frozen on the ground.

Christmas joy only temporarily found.

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