"suspiciously sydney" is it that I am now, me liitle larrikitten? Sydney may be a hot place, but as a guess it's not even warm. It will definitely be reindeer, not six white boomers (nor yet Johnson's crocodiles), looking for your house on the red and dusty road.

As for Karl Marx, I wouldn't try to Kapitalize on any similarity: my beard is far too short. But you could be near the truth with "your voice booms out clear": people have been known to jump when I start to sing. But usually they stay to hear the rest.

F.U.S.S. (Santa Clues) WITHOUT RHYME (OR REASON) TODAY