Notes:

"Let me tell you about three men, a Merc, an Elf, and a Deer
These three men purge Nevada of sin everyday throughout the year
But on one special day, they work extra hard on the holiday of cheer
They plan out their attacks, and equip their festive gear

First we have Deimos, a rather dopey deer
But make no mistake, he's a menace that all agents fear
With his noes so bright, he can give his targets a good fright
Oh how he smiles with delight, as his foes die underneath his glowing red light

Then we have Sanford, a real hard-hearted elf
Once he comes crashing in, it's every man for himself
Beware the weapon that he wields, a false peppermint stick
Get on his bad side, and he'll give you a real nasty prick

And lastly, a merc who needs no introduction, a man of the utmost respect
Wrong-doings and dark deeds he can easily detect
He'll leave you with cracked ribs, a skull fracture, and a broken back
Right after he finishes a quick cookie snack
Fear the man who professions in purging his world of sin
Fear the wrath of Old St. Wimbleton"
-SoloSwing64