Pauly owes Saint Nicholas;
Got two weeks to pay.
Loansharking’s Santa’s new role;
He has this to say:
“Vig’rish grief will come, and soon—
Are we clear? Don’t scram!
Elves will get you if you flee—
Don’t go on the lam!

“When the clock is striking twelve,
You know what that means:
It is time to pay me back. . .
Justify the means,
The ends—yeah, that’s a bromide—
Just want you to know:
Joe the elf, the shortest one,
Will stomp on your toe.

“Bobby is his scary mate;
He’s the one to dread.
Relishes your prick to hook
With his right like lead.
All of this I’m telling you
So you’ll be impressed.
Contract has a ‘Santa’ clause
You did not read, yes?!”

Do not f**k with Santa Claus!
He will get redress.