Once Upon a Time,
There was a box,
His name was Jeff the Box,
Jeff was very unhappy with life,
All of his friends,
Other boxes,
They all contained gifts,
Without a gift Jeff felt useless,
Little did he know was that he was useless,
He had no reason here,
He just wanted to burn,
All of his friend boxes rubbed it in his face,
"Ha, you have no 'soul'!,"
"Loser,"
It was all very,
Very,
Sad,
And at this point,
12:00 AM,
Christmas Eve,
He looked into the fire place,
That fire all aglow,
Looked hot and flaming with snow,
But no,
Snow cools down life,
Fire burns things up,
He looked into the fire,
He took a step closer,
And another,
And another,
At this time he looked back and said,
"Goodbye, even though I'm the only one who cares.,"
He turned back to the fire,
Decided to jump on the count of 5,
Well lets do 3,
He couldn't count that high,
So off he went,
Whispering under his breath,
1,
2,
3,
But on that leap of death he made,
The owner of the house caught him,
Looked at the box,
And said,
"Yes, this shall do.,"
When the little box came out of the bedroom,
He had not 1,
But many boxes inside,
He was used as a prank box,
Inside him was a box,
Then another box,
Then another box,
Then another box,
And then another box,
Then the expensive present,
All the other boxes were jealous of his boxes,
They all apologized to the little box,
Then Jeff told them,
"Let this be a memory to all,
That words hurt,
And karma will get you back.,"
After that someone yelled out,
"Jeff! The box of the boxes.,"
Jeff was declared king box,
It was the highest honor ever,
Jeff felt pride,
He was the first one ever,
And the only one ever,
The one and only,
Boxes of boxes.
There was a box,
His name was Jeff the Box,
Jeff was very unhappy with life,
All of his friends,
Other boxes,
They all contained gifts,
Without a gift Jeff felt useless,
Little did he know was that he was useless,
He had no reason here,
He just wanted to burn,
All of his friend boxes rubbed it in his face,
"Ha, you have no 'soul'!,"
"Loser,"
It was all very,
Very,
Sad,
And at this point,
12:00 AM,
Christmas Eve,
He looked into the fire place,
That fire all aglow,
Looked hot and flaming with snow,
But no,
Snow cools down life,
Fire burns things up,
He looked into the fire,
He took a step closer,
And another,
And another,
At this time he looked back and said,
"Goodbye, even though I'm the only one who cares.,"
He turned back to the fire,
Decided to jump on the count of 5,
Well lets do 3,
He couldn't count that high,
So off he went,
Whispering under his breath,
1,
2,
3,
But on that leap of death he made,
The owner of the house caught him,
Looked at the box,
And said,
"Yes, this shall do.,"
When the little box came out of the bedroom,
He had not 1,
But many boxes inside,
He was used as a prank box,
Inside him was a box,
Then another box,
Then another box,
Then another box,
And then another box,
Then the expensive present,
All the other boxes were jealous of his boxes,
They all apologized to the little box,
Then Jeff told them,
"Let this be a memory to all,
That words hurt,
And karma will get you back.,"
After that someone yelled out,
"Jeff! The box of the boxes.,"
Jeff was declared king box,
It was the highest honor ever,
Jeff felt pride,
He was the first one ever,
And the only one ever,
The one and only,
Boxes of boxes.