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* There once was a man named Jack
They called him Jack slash in fact
Now if you are curious about his name
then i must tell you the story of his fame
now most people who gather titles
who are worshiped as idols
like Thomas the pumpkin smasher
Not jack oh no for he was the midnight slasher
now Jack wasn't your ordinary country bumpkin
for he would cut off your head and carve it like a pumpkin
Now he will not do this to everyone
mostly the children he hates their fun
Jack hates the children they ruined his life
they killed his love, his happiness, his wife
You wonder how did they kill his wife
well twas not the children more of a knife
What happened you say
well jack killed her that cold sad day
maybe not the day actually more of the night
Jack went to kill her... now why do they fight?
I shall tell you this tale
of where jack killed his wife without fail
In the dark of the night
they had such a fight.
she said that she wanted a child
And his face grew dark, angry, and wild
He looked and looked for his scythe
but when he could not find it he pulled out his knife
he said 'now now my dear wife
we mustn't throw away our good life'
she said to him 'my Jack you will find
you can never change my mind
I will have what i want that is the way it will be'
He lifted up his knife. and then her legs felt stiff as she could not flee
And then he took that knife
he put it to her neck and took her life
he chopped off her head
and then he said
I will not let you have your child
not now not ever and then he smiled
and then when he realized what he had done
he wanted to kill the children yes it shall be fun
- by HopeHasAName |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/09/2009 |
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- Title: Teh dark monser o crismas
- Artist: HopeHasAName
- Description: I rote dis peom
- Date: 10/09/2009
- Tags: dark monser crismas
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