Said the little child to his mother dear, do you hear what I hear Shrieking through the night, father dear, And do you see what I see A cry, a scream, blood coloring the snow And a laugh as evil as sin And a laugh as evil as sin Well, folks, looks like we’re back in Deathlehem, where… …Santa’s gift turns a mindless horde of bargain-hungry shoppersinto…well… a horde of hungry shoppers… …defective toys aren’t just dangerous; they’re deadly… …holiday ornaments prove to be absolutely captivating-permanently… …those ugly Christmas sweaters are to die for… Twenty-five more tales of holiday horror to benefit The Elizabeth Glaser Pediatric AIDS Foundation