Photoshoot - Where the Wild Things Are

…he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year
to where the wild things are.

And he came to the place where the wild things are

they roared their terrible roars

and gnashed their terrible teeth

and rolled their terrible eyes

and showed their terrible claws

Till Max said “BE STILL!” and tamed them with the magic trick of staring into all their yellow eyes without blinking once and they were frightened and called him the most wild thing of all.

And made him king of all wild things.

“And now,” cried Max, “let the wild rumpus start!”

And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.

Then all around from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat
So he gave up being king of where the wild things are.

But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go—we’ll eat you up—we love you so!”
And Max said, “No!”

The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved good-bye.

and sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the the night to his very own room

where he found his supper waiting for him

and it was still hot.