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  The Nightmare before ChristmasThe Nightmare before Christmas Poem Ghouls and goblins, witches a brew, Oogie Boogie stirring up his snake and spider stew, A hysterical mayor with a curled, twisted face, With monsters and ghosts wandering in this Halloween place, A pale rag doll sewed up stitch by stitch, Next to an eerie mad scientist with an uneasy twitch. Though they all looked scary and seemed quite macabre, It was just Halloween and it was only their job. Then, in the front of the crowd a skeleton stood, He was the Pumpkin King so he did what he could, Was heard Jack Skelling The Nightmare before Christmas in Rhymes
  Hymn of the Four HorsemenKings, bear you silence, listen for the sirens; Queens, bear you silence, listen for the alarum; Men and children, bear you silence, listen for the gales. They come on swift winds, those horsemen four Bearing gifts of death, on trampled hooves they roar Through the air, those four cometh Of the land, those four cometh And the sea, o\' the whole wide horizon They come on swift winds, those horsemen four. Great plagues follow quick, of those horsemen four Loosening the life through thick pit sores Along the night, those four cometh Renowned and imfamed, those Hymn of the Four Horsemen in Rhymes
  RiddlesUp! Down! All around! In the air or on the Ground! Spinning in place or going round and round! What am I? Bobbing here, bobbing there Sucking life, floating in the air frozen, blasted, its not fair! What am I? Rice inside, but not a pot eat from it, you cannot doesnt work if there is a clot What am I? You can't control it, its hard to hide but hurts you lots, if trapped inside in spite of this, a wonderus thing, that will collide with other things in life What am I? Copys you, but not al Riddles in Rhymes
  FrustrationI sit, I think, I wonder why, I cannot see inside your mind. Theres something there, what can it be? I wonder if you ever think of me. I sit and stare, look deep in your eyes, But whats inside is all a surprise. You mean so much to me, more than youll ever know, But how you feel, you do not show. Its frustrating not knowing where I stand, My emotions lying helpless in the palm of your hand. I wish you would tell me the thoughts in you head. Instead you just lay there, numb, in your bed. Youre brilliant. Youre beautiful. A true work of art. I just wish I could Frustration in Rhymes
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