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Hello again, children. It's Santa with another edition of the Spooky Santa Podcast.

You better watch out, you better not cry. You better not pout because I'm here with some scary stories.

In fact, I have three more holiday tales to raise your goosebumps.

Today, I'll share a spooky Christmas story about a wealthy man, a sickly daughter, a cold winter, some angry villagers, and a mysterious Christmas present, a sock puppet.

If you or your parents are a fan of Edgar Allan Poe, well you'll really like the last story I share called the Telltale Scarf.

But first, it's a scary story for Christmas about a kid whose father and grandfather go from door to door, begging for money.

It's based on an old horror story by Bernard Capes called The Vanishing House. My version of the story is called The Carol Singers.

And remember, if you want to write a scary story of your own, you can email it to letters at spookysanta.com and I might read your story in an upcoming episode.

Now, bolt your doors, lock your windows, turn off your lights, pour a mug of hot cocoa and come with spooky Santa for another holiday shiller.

My first story is called The Carol Singers. My grandfather was a drunk and my father was a drunk but I never touched a drop.

There's a reason for that. When I was young times were hard and I grew up poor. My grandfather and my father never did an honest day's work in their lives.

Granddad wasn't good for much but he played the clarinet like an artist. He taught my father how to play the accordion.

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