It is a warm, humid Christmas morning. Presents line the bottom of the frosted covered pine tree. The gifts have names on them, as children and adults alike-- rip off wrapping paper. "I got a make-up kit" yells young Susie; "I got a transformer" replies young Billy. Families exchange blessings on this most holy day.
The birth of Christ nativity scenes illuminate homes both inside and out. Santa has been good this year to all who celebrate this festive day.
Suddenly a troll of some sort, comes around-- to sour holiday cheer. His skin is of a pale green texture, and walks with a limp. "Be gone Devil", "Be gone troll", cries the groups of merriment. The troll outnumbered is cast back into darkness, and is never seen again. Christmas is saved, and joy once again flourishes.