Parody Of Tim Burton's Poems

I’ve met a boy

Looking queerly like a toy.

A night, when I was just

Close by this prince charming

I thought I saw a few specks of dust

On the clothes that he was wearing

So, at the end of the date,

I asked where he had been before

- Well… Maybe I’d have done as well to ignore!

Out of surprise, his answer was very straight:

« In Santa’s workshop, naturally! »

That's when I realized he was a gift… for me.