‘Twas the night before Christmas,

And all through the house,

A narc started scheming

With a click of his mouse

The stockings all hung

With a hole in the heel

Emptied of presents

How low they would feel

The children were nestled

All safe in a bed

But it was not their happiness

That was in the narc’s head

And mom sobbing quietly

As the narc sought his fuel

His words had been caustic

And his actions so cruel

When out on the net

The narc did surf wide

Seeking the playmates

To make him powerful inside

Away to the dating site

He flies in a flash

Creating false profiles

Using someone else’s cash

The moon’s light from the window

Did highlight his mask

As he lied and he boasted

Obsessed by his task

When what to his wandering eyes

Should suddenly appear

But a fresh victim

Who was deliciously near

With a click of the mouse

And the charm running high

He opened his trap

And sent lie after lie

More rapid than eagles

Did his tendrils uncoil

Snaking about her

Dripping with oil

So dashing

And charming

So swift

Began the dance

She was dazzled



She stood not a chance

A red flag was flying

From a flagpole tall

Yet she was mesmerised

Taken in by it all

Yes it was late

But how about a beer

He would love to meet her

He knew she was near

So off to the bar

His victim did go

Intrigued and excited

As she strode through the snow

And then in a twinkling

She had a misteltoe kiss

What a marvellous present

It was too good to miss

And there in her head

Which was spinning around

She ignored the alarm bells

Which were beginning to sound

He gave her his fur

As he walked her back home

And there on the porch

His hands did they roam

I know it seems sudden

And I know it is late

But I have to tell you

That you’re my soulmate

She smiled and she gasped

Her heart all alight

As the harpoon hit its target

And her chest did feel tight

She took him inside

And he took her all night

A perfect coupling

It all felt so right

You are amazing

It barely seems true

But I think that I

Have fallen for you

She gazed in his eyes

For he was perfect

And basked in the love

That he did reflect

I will always protect you

He said as she dozed

Her mouth started smiling

As her eyes remained closed

Hours later she woke

The room bore a chill

The window flung open

Boot marks on the cill

She stood at the window

Her mouth open wide

As she recalled with a thrill

And such excitement inside

The mysterious stranger

Who came from nowhere

Who embraced her neck

And showed her such care

Her heart it beat faster

She wanted him so

She would soon see him

Of that she did know

With heart now on fire

And the hooks sunk in deep

She retired still smiling

To catch up on her sleep

Across town the narc was rising

His seeds had been sown

And the day’s first message

Arrived on his phone

He heard the first cries

From down below stair

About vanished presents

Such howls of despair

The narc walked to the mirror

And gave it a grin

For his schemes were now working

He was reeling them in

Already the day

Had started so well

And the ruined Christmas fayre

Would continue the hell

No laughter, no smiles

No pleasure or joy,

He smirked at the thought

Of the next broken toy

His planning bore fruit

The new prey now secure

The hopes of his family

Would soon hit the floor

A day of turmoil

Of drama and regret

With a fresh willing victim

How good would it get?

He smiled at the mirror

And there stared the ghoul

But our narc cared not one iota

He was getting his fuel

So if your night before Christmas

Sounds similar to  this tale

You know what to do

And you must not now fail

Gain knowledge, seize power

And become narc free

By reading everything you find

Written by HG


  1. Bubbles🍾 says:

    Dear Mr Tudor,
    Beautiful put …
    The narc …. “the gift that keeps on giving” 🎁
    Luv Bubbles xx 🤶🏻🥂

    1. Bubbles🍾 says:


  2. Caroline R says:

    Well done with this piece!
    It has a great galloping rhythm to it, and carries the reader along in breathless, angst-ridden tow.
    There is a feeling of the Ghost of Christmas Present taking Ebeneezer Scrooge to observe the action, but unable to affect change, hence the angst the reader feels as misfortune befalls our heroine at the hands of the antihero.

    I can see the video of this piece, done in comic artwork, like a-ha’s ‘Take On Me’, but with a dash of Roy Lichtenstein, and Bob Kane’s Gotham City.

    What do you think?
    Can you make it happen for us please?

    1. Caroline R says:

      And the last frame will be a close up of your eyes, a sideways glance of steely determination.

      “By reading everything you find
      Written by HG”

      What do you think?

      1. Caroline R says:

        Ha ha!
        You’ve made me happy.

    2. HG Tudor says:

      Thank you and that’s an interesting suggestion, I shall ring the bell for the minion and put the wheels in motion.

  3. Newby1111 says:

    What a pleasant Christmas chuckle at the stroke of midnight. Tis Christmas a last!! Thanks to my knowledge gain, try as he may in vain, the was year with H G’s words in my head that my narc could not spoil Christmas much to his dread! With not a chink in my armor, wise to his tricks, I kept wrapping and humming, joyfully dodging the kicks.
    My wish for this Christmas and those forth to come, is that someday perhaps narcs will not be so glum, and a spark of true joy will enter your hearts and love will dull the sting of your darts.

  4. Hurtbutnotbroken says:

    HG this was awesome!!

  5. Laurel says:

    Love this, HG….you’re very clever! Haha 🙂 made me smile. Merry Christmas to you, and thank you for all of your posts and e books. It WILL be a Hapoy New Year because of them… all is calm – all is bright for me in 2019 ⭐️

    Peace and blessings to you, and all the dear readers too xxx

  6. 2SF says:

    Hahaha.. very good HG.

    Well, at least she had a good night sex. Were do I find me an attractive narc for tonight? I’ll throw him out of the window myself afterwards 😉

    I hope you won’t let your family down this year xx

  7. Christopher Jackson says:

    Damn another good one hg

  8. kel says:

    Bravo!! Ovations!! You wonderful bad man!! That gift was fantastic and flawless! Happy narc-free Christmas! And to all a good night!

  9. .💜. says:

    Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!! Love your rendition of this, HG, so masterfully written!

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