“Twas the night before Christmas And all through Dream Land… There was no sign of Santa For he had vacation plans…” “‘Our Christmas is ruined!’ There were shouts; there were tears And Christmas, it seemed Was quite cancelled this year…” “But then who did spring forth Just to set it all right? Why that jolly old… thing… They call ‘St. Meta Knight!’” O Meta Knight! Warp stars are brightly shining! He'll fly through the night, and he'll do it without a sleigh! "Vengeance is mine," He shouts, his eyes a-twinkle! He'll eat your sweets, thеn he'll bludgeon your behind! Hе'll slice your things like a Christmas ham for dinner! He'll swoop from the sky like a steely-masked, no-face bat! Fall on your knees Because you won't have any legs! He'll fix your lights (well, he might...) That Meta Knight, he's so polite Go back to sleep tonight Before he tans your ugly hide! You might call him insane But then he'll crack your ribs in twain! Look! Up in the sky! A shadow flyeth over! It's Meta Knight, on his way to break your nose! Give him your fruit cakes! (Tomatoes are fruits also!) Don't incur his wrath, or he'll chop your bu*t in half! Behold his cape: it can fly and switch dimensions! Beware his glare, 'cause it's banned at Smash conventions! Late, while you're asleep He comes and goes without a peep He'll break and enter (Your renter's Insurance plan won't cover that.) At night, he'll light Menorahs, too If you're a Jew So Hark! He stands alone Against bad gifts from parts unknown! And when he sees your tree He'll trim it up for free! O Meta Knight! O Meta Knight! He's here this Christmas! (Please don't miss us,) O Meta Knight! O Meta Knight!