The Nightmare Before Christmas AGAIN!
Chapter 2 of this poem,
Of this fan's cheery song.
Expect chapters galore,
'Cause this poem is quite long!
All the Halloween creatures
Recoiled in fear!
Jack was stealing a holiday
AGAIN on this year!
"We tried that!" Mayor cried
With his face twisted 'round
To the side that was blue
And stuck in a sad frown.
"People hated our toys!
All the little kids cried!"
"Not to mention," said Werewolf,
"That you nearly died!"
"Yes, I know," Jack replied,
"'Twas a stupid mistake,
But I've learned everything
That it's going to take
To get our 'Spooky Christmas'
Off of the ground.
Now, you've all got a job:
Everyone, gather 'round."
Preparations commenced
(Without Santa's consent)
On the new Christmas plan
And its family content.
All the fangs were filed down
And the blood washed away,
And commercials ran twenty-four
Hours per day.
Sure, the monsters were ticked
That they couldn't be scary,
But they had to be careful
Or things would get hairy
With lawsuits and payouts
To humans and such.
So they did all their jobs
With a light sort-of touch.
Jack did not wear the suit;
His own fit him just fine.
Sally supervised well,
Kept the monsters in line.
Cyclops polished the casket
That would be a sleigh,
Werewolf kept the Boogie Boys
Out of the way.
Dr. Finklestien said
That he wouldn't take part
In the Christmas-time cheer
That had broken his heart.
After negotations
And a contract to pay,
They hitched up a gargoyle
Onto the sleigh.
December Two-four
Two thousand and five:
In a town full of people
No longer alive,
A shout was sent up!
Zero leading the flight,
The Skeleton Santy
Flew into the night.
This chapter was short
Compared to the first.
Just wait 'til the next one,
And expect the worst!