User blog comment:HumboldtLycanthrope/Not a Christmas Carol Contest/@comment-4138999-20151220173002

I'm not that good at poetry but heres my attempt, to the tune of "its beginning to look a lot like christmas,"

Its beginning to look like something is happening… Everywhere I go… There’s a slamming sound on the window and a little glimmer… First I thought it was a growling storm but it actually came from the mirror…

Its beginning to look like something is happening, Everywhere I go… I found a creased photo lying outside my home, It was blurry, grainy, and made me sweat… For it showed a black and white grassy hill With a heap of real skulls, I had bet.

Its beginning to look like something is happening… Everywhere I go…

There’s a plain behind my home that leads up to the woods, And I hear a weeping boy’s sobs flow over to me… I don’t know why this is happening; I have no clue at all, But soon I would see, just what the mystery, of all this and how it came to be.

Its beginning to look like something is happening… Everywhere I go… I swoop open my curtains today, To see lifeless trees, rock ground and rubble, The only person I see is a winged man…ahead Floating towards me like a bubble,

He tells me why this happened, And why everywhere I go, I leave behind tears, anger and hate, leaving everyone low… Because it’s beginning to look like something good is happening, Everywhere you go, But I’m meant to be the famous man, who merrily chants “ho ho ho!” And all I did this year was send a poison can…

It is now something has happened, Everywhere I go, Where constant work causes me, To have insanity grow and grow…