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"Jack's Lament"
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known
I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears
I'm just super ready for it to be Fall 8I A:Ksjd;sjdf;adf
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Seven, Art ©
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known
I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears
I'm just super ready for it to be Fall 8I A:Ksjd;sjdf;adf
__________________________
__________________________
Seven, Art ©
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Red Panda
Size 598 x 725px
File Size 268.8 kB
Listed in Folders
This movie is the best ever D8
I got a little satchel with Jack's face on it before I started sixth grade, and now I'm a 21 year old walking around with it still. My favorite shirt is the black and white collage of the trick-or-treaters (Lock, Shock, & Barrel), Jack, the halloweentown hill, Sally, and Zero :D (I'm wurrin it right now, actually.)
I got a little satchel with Jack's face on it before I started sixth grade, and now I'm a 21 year old walking around with it still. My favorite shirt is the black and white collage of the trick-or-treaters (Lock, Shock, & Barrel), Jack, the halloweentown hill, Sally, and Zero :D (I'm wurrin it right now, actually.)
You and I.. we could rule the Halloween world :'DD Seriously <3
I own a few Jack accessories including a wallet and a messenger bag that has the whole village silhouettes and the strap is the toy snake thats built for Christmas xD
Along with a posters(one of Jack juggling the doll)http://www.posterplanet.net/moviesl.....rrotTR8880.jpg A big round Jack pillow and a Mug of him too
My most prized favorite is my car though ^^'' I have a 2008 silver ford focus with a Jack seat cover, Jack floor board rugs, and a Jack sticker on my bumper with a sally on the other side. <3
I own a few Jack accessories including a wallet and a messenger bag that has the whole village silhouettes and the strap is the toy snake thats built for Christmas xD
Along with a posters(one of Jack juggling the doll)http://www.posterplanet.net/moviesl.....rrotTR8880.jpg A big round Jack pillow and a Mug of him too
My most prized favorite is my car though ^^'' I have a 2008 silver ford focus with a Jack seat cover, Jack floor board rugs, and a Jack sticker on my bumper with a sally on the other side. <3
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said we should work together
Three of a kind
Birds of a feather
Now and forever
Wheeee
La, la, la, la, la
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, lock him up real tight
Throw away the key and then
Turn off all the lights
First, we're going to set some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate
Wait! I've got a better plan
To catch this big red lobster man
Let's pop him in a boiling pot
And when he's done we'll butter him up
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box
Bury him for ninety years
Then see if he talks
Then Mr. Oogie Boogie man
Can take the whole thing over then
He'll be so pleased I do declare
That he will cook him rare
Wheeee!
I say that we take a cannon
Aim it at his door and then
Knock three times and when he anwers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up into smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And the Jack will beat us black and green
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag
Throw him in the ocean
Then see if he is sad
Because Mr. Oogie Boogie id the meanest guy around
If I were on his Boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll make his special brew
Of snake and spider stew
Mmmm!
We're his little henchmen
And we take our job with pride
We do our best to please him
And stay on his good side
I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb
I'm not the dumb one
You're no fun
Shut up!
Make me
I've got something, listen now
This one is real good, you'll see
We'll send a present to his door
Upon there'll be a note to read
Now, in the box we'll wait and hide
Until his curiousity
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him
One, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him for ninety years, see what makes him tick
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, chop him into bits
Mr. Oogie Boogie is sure to get his kicks
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, see what we will see
Lock him in a cage and then throw away the key
I wanna do it
Let's draw straws
Jack said we should work together
Three of a kind
Birds of a feather
Now and forever
Wheeee
La, la, la, la, la
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, lock him up real tight
Throw away the key and then
Turn off all the lights
First, we're going to set some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate
Wait! I've got a better plan
To catch this big red lobster man
Let's pop him in a boiling pot
And when he's done we'll butter him up
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box
Bury him for ninety years
Then see if he talks
Then Mr. Oogie Boogie man
Can take the whole thing over then
He'll be so pleased I do declare
That he will cook him rare
Wheeee!
I say that we take a cannon
Aim it at his door and then
Knock three times and when he anwers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up into smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And the Jack will beat us black and green
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag
Throw him in the ocean
Then see if he is sad
Because Mr. Oogie Boogie id the meanest guy around
If I were on his Boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll make his special brew
Of snake and spider stew
Mmmm!
We're his little henchmen
And we take our job with pride
We do our best to please him
And stay on his good side
I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb
I'm not the dumb one
You're no fun
Shut up!
Make me
I've got something, listen now
This one is real good, you'll see
We'll send a present to his door
Upon there'll be a note to read
Now, in the box we'll wait and hide
Until his curiousity
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him
One, two, three
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him for ninety years, see what makes him tick
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, chop him into bits
Mr. Oogie Boogie is sure to get his kicks
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, see what we will see
Lock him in a cage and then throw away the key
It's so silly how much looking upon your art makes me cry. I was telling a friend how much art helps me live. I hate that I have very little talent because money runs the world. I feel like getting art is a picture in time I was unable to take. No one takes pictures of life around me enough, nor appreciates the special moments even the most insignificant ones. Not being able to buy art just hurts my soul. YOUR ART THOUGH, my sweet LA, your art fills that void in me. Please do not hold back, even the twenty or so vent pieces you say you dont post
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