A Dark Place Poem by jack skellington

In a deep dark place.
Under a vase.
So dark and cold.
It’s in a mold.

I got a scythe.
But it’s not my life.
Get lost be gone.
Go to a thon.

I’m dressed all in black.
I ain`t never coming back.
Life is is a mess.
Go where a dress.

The devil went down to Georgia.
Ill meet him in Florida.
So I’m going to grab my fiddle.
Ill cut him right down the middle.

Thy name is Vincent Malloy.
Now give me a toy.
I’m a bounty hunter for the devil.
So how bout a medal