A poem for missdoers.
By:unknown...
Oh what would i give to distroy Oogie,
I would simply go mad and it would be funny.
Here are the lists I would choose from,
after i set off this stink bomb...
After he got kissed by a mangirl,
he would get beat up by a fangirl.
Than after he fell into a ditch,
I would most likely hire a witch.
She would turn his head into salami,
he would cry for his mommy...
Than I would hire cortex,
To take his undies into a vortex,
and rip his head in agony,
as he had suffered an ATOMIC WEDGIE!!!!!!!
After that I will pay the ultimate price,
to go to Jack not once but thrice.
And get that genie from a certain bottle,
and turn his misery up full throttle!
Also this doesnt rhyme but im putting it in anyway...
I would dress him up as a girly superman and push him off a diving board.
Also having sharks tear his limbs apart only to find the sharks actually are wittle wimpy suns of guns...
AWWWWWWWW...
Just to warn anyone.
this also goes with another four ways stories...
NO FLAMES JUST HELPFUL CRITISISM...
I will sue u.