In a land where nightmares and the impossible become interwoven into a masterpiece of absurdity, terror, and a torrid love affair with Jack Sparrow… A place that, regardless of the sun’s place in the sky, is always dark and gray… A location where emo and goth are one in the same…
What is this place? Tim wondered It was so dark and strange Meat pies, trees, a giant peach And BellatrixLestrange?
There were no explanations But questions did not cease Danny Elfman fighting Batman Wasn’t helping in the least.
And flying high above them Higher than departed kin Was a ghost dog pulling Santa Well, a Santa without skin
“I don’t know if this is queer Or well within the norm I just hope we can find a man To guide us through this storm”
With that a voice of paleness As his complexion was Spoke up above the sea of odd And said “Don’t kill my buzz”
It was a drunken pirate Or perhaps a cap happy nut “I know this land quite well” he said “I can’t escape no matter what.”
The three dove in much deeper Passing many sights most grand Most of them dead women Or men with scissors on their hand The place felt almost safe But with an eerie sort of charm As long as you could handle blood Little here would raise alarm So onward went the travelers Many sights which they beheld Corpses, snakes and vampires And a cor-snake-pire meld.
Zomhorsie lost his mind first Before escape was theirs He was left in a room of clocks And any mares. NEVER
The over rated actor Was next to meet his fate He walked into a Sandworm’s home And escaped too late
Our final survivor Trekked on and onward still No man nor bat nor wild beast Could close in for the kill He walked for many miles And several inches too He walked until his brain fell out (It could happen to you).
He walked until the darkness fell He walked right past the void He walked right into nothingness Where he was just destroyed. And so his reign of terror ended He could not feel or see Everything he was and is Has now just ceased to be. The people of the world would smile If ever they had known But, alas, they never will Because it can’t be shown.