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The Bow Man

By David E. Booker

You say you don’t like them,
Then you begin to shout.
You’d better be very careful
Or the Bow Man will clean you out.

He comes on Christmas Day
After you’ve unwrapped all your toys
To take all the ones back
With which you seem annoyed.

Complain about a doll:
“It’s not the color I like.”
He’ll take away all your toys:
Games, dolls, scooters, and bikes.

Beware what you dislike
For that’s just what he enjoys
He’ll snatch away your gifts
Even from good girls and boys.

Don’t like the new dress?
He’ll snatch it off your body.
He’ll take your jacket and your scarf
While sipping your hot toddy.

He’s worse than the Grinch,
Who took your stuff at night.
The Bow Man will do it today,
In the broadest of daylight.

He once snatched a mouse
Right out of an old cat’s paws.
The cat complained the mouse
Was not from Santa Claus.

The Bow Man’s big and fat,
And wears green ugly clothes.
If he ever comes to see you,
His smell will turn up your nose.

He’s dressed in ribbons and bows
But don’t let the festive look fool you.
If you complain about your toys,
He’ll keep Christmas from being cruel to you.

A grainy photo of the infamous Bow Man. Note the Smiley Face made from bows as a way to lull you into a false sense of security.