Coal In My Stockings

I've got

Coal in my stockings.

Santa never looked at my Christmas list

because I've been a bad boy.

But the joke's on him.

All I asked for

was coal.

I know I've been bad,

I've never expected anything from anyone.

So I asked Santa for some coal,

Coal to keep me warm in the frigid four walls of my abusive household.

Coal to burn the ashes of the people I want to leave behind.

Coal to set the world on fire.

I got my wish.