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