Keyed to "The Christmas Song"
Manthis roasting on an open fire
Cainin strung up by his toes
Yuletide threats dealt out by thugs for hire
A necromancer no one knows
Merron feels a crossbow and a good garrote
Help to make a journey bright
Wary men at one another's throats
Will find it hard to sleep tonight
They know if Merron had her merry way
No one would wake to see the light of day
So every mother's son is going to spy
In order to avoid being the first to die
And so I'm offering this morbid phrase
To men from Krynn to Timbucktoo
Although it's been done many times, many ways
Merron's plotting something new...
Thanks to Mithrandir for this contribution!