Plagiarism

Twas actually the night before Christmas Eve,
that's why there wasn't much action.
Friends, eat your heart out.
I'm gonna eat your hearts.

Smart children taste better than morons -
they are called gifted for a reason.
I unwrap the paper, cut out some
hearts (real ones), and dig in.

Stuff what's left into a stocking,
over years it will become coal.

Someday you'll see, I'm no cannibal.
I just eat hearts of children, babies.

Overpopulation is a real problem.
I'm the real Santa, motherfuckers.