jack skellington

What’s this? What’s this? There’s color everywhere What’s this? There’s white things in the air What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes I must be dreaming. Wake up, Jack! This isn’t fair! What’s this? What’s this? What’s this? There’s something very wrong What’s this? There’s people singing songs What’s this? The streets are lined with little creatures laughing Everybody seems so happy. Have I possibly gone daffy?