"They broke an old tradition, because the new
millennium rearranged a celebration they all
enjoyed, yet there's a costume contest
Who'd draw the ace this christmasquerade
remained mysterious best disguise would be
announced when the clock strikes twelve and
then dis-masque at midnight. Roll out the
blood-red carpet, champagne and cheers and
fireworks, very soon we reach the climax,
count-down begins drum-roll! And the winner is...
that man disguised as the Devil himself

The red horn-clad demon complete with tail
and cloven hoof devil-man you're so authentic,
all shouted