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Title your story, poem, or scene 'Bad Santa'.
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Happy and jolly.
Innocent folly.
A chuckle, a smile,
happy to beguile,
Santa Claus
was coming to town.
Uncertain, unsure.
Questionable allure.
Shouting, crashing.
Violence, smashing.
Santa Claus,
was hurting the town.
Selfish, darkness.
Deranged, madness.
Hurt, melancholy.
Pain, agony.
Death.
Murder.
Santa Claus,
what have you done?
A distorted ho-ho-ho,
and a morphed head.
A twisted te...
Everyone has heard the stories of the Grinch and Ebenezer Scrooge, but that's all they are stories. I'll tell you the true story, the one that inspired them all. This story has many names,
плохой Санта, slechte kerstman, mala Santa, but they all translate to Bad Santa. It was a few years after the poem "T'was the Night Before Christmas" was published in 1823, it was 1826, a man named Walter hated ...
Bad, bad Santa
doesn’t know what’s coming
Bad, bad Santa
doesn’t know we’re through
Bad, bad Santa
cider-drunk again
Bad, bad Santa
needs to watch his mouth
Bad, bad Santa
tripping through the snow
Bad, bad Santa
thinks he’s coming home
Bad, bad Santa
can’t see us hiding
Bad, bad Santa
will find no toys
Bad, bad Santa
stuck in our trap
Bad, bad Santa
keeps on struggling
Bad, bad Santa
breaks ...
The stories of Santa are partially true
He comes down your chimney and rides a sleigh too
He likes milk and cookies and says “Ho Ho Ho”
But there’s something bout Santa that you might not know
Your stockings are hung from the chimney with care
But good old St. Nicholas, he’s not aware
He’s not here to leave presents or candy or toys
He leaves it to parents to dole out the joy
So what does old...
Santa they say,
Is jolly as can be.
But a happy round man,
Is not the version I see.
His eyes are stone cold,
Like the snow on the ground.
And the stench of his suit,
Will make your heart pound.
He smells of the flesh,
Of little girls and boys.
His bag that he drags,
Does not carry fun toys.
Ropes and knives,
Fill up his brown sack.
For when he comes to visit,
You will never come back....
He stands over them.
Unblinking, unflinching, unencumbered.
The voices scream in his head.
“NAUGHTY! NAUGHTY! THEY ARE ALL SO VERY NAUGHTY!”
His breathing quickens as his blood boils at the very sight of the little wretch.
The voices scream even louder.
“NAUGHTY! NAUGHTY! END ALL THE NAUGHTINESS!”
His teeth grind as he lifts his arm, the hatchet already stained with the previous home.
The...
Bad Santa! Oh, you naughty boy!
I did not want that type of toy.
You question my integrity
By giving me that negligee
I was in bed, sleeping peacefully
When you came down my chimney;
Uninvited, you crept in,
With your glasses on and a big grin!
With your white cuffs and your black belt,
You intended me to swoon; my heart to melt!
But Santa, I'm not that type of gal,
You need to find a different ...
This time the kids aren’t getting coal
A story rids of the hard work parents do
Santa was jolly but it was odd
The plump man’s first name was not Santa
He was a businessman and it was all a scam
It was idolization the parents got no appreciation from all the damn kids
Santa is getting coal this Christmas...
Once upon a time a “young” gnome found a star a wishing star not only to fulfill a persons deepest desires but to make you a someone. So he wished and wished untill… he was a Krampus he cackled evilly he says “For the world is a hard place and nothing comes without a price” and he runs in a dash replaces all presents. With a coal cart he cackles and quickens all throught the night stuffing his toy...
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