The first of the naughty woke up with a jolt
To the stomping of hooves and sounds that revolt.
“Santa?” they asked, near the end of life’s plan.
“SANTA IS DEAD. I AM THE RED MAN.”
This is part eighteen of a larger story for Christmas. All parts are in the form of a stanza of a poem. Check back tomorrow for part nineteen!
Joshua G. J. Insole 
“Red Man” – the newest member of the squad of super-heroes.