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Wednesday, May 5, 2004


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Your Text Here JACK'S LAMENT THERE ARE FEW WHO'D DENY, AT WHAT I DO I AM THE BEST FOR MY TALENTS ARE RENOWED FAR AND WIDE WHEN IT COMES TO SUSPRISES IN THE MOONLIGHT NIGHT I EXCEL WITH OUT EVEN TRYING WITH THE SLIGHTEST LITTLE EFFORT OF MY GHOST LIKE CHARM I HAVE SEEN GROWN MEN GIVE OUT A SHRIEK WITH A WAVE OF MY HAND, AND A WELL-PLACED MOAN I HAVE SWEPT THE BRAVEST OF THERE FEET YET YEAR AFTER YEAR, IT'S THE SAME ROUTINE AND I GROW SO WEARY OF THE SOUND OF SCREAMS AND I, JACK THE PUMPKIN KING HAVE GROWN SO TRIED OF THE SAME OLD THING OH, SOME WERE DEEP INSIDE OF THESE BONES AN EMPTINESS BEGAN TO GROW THERE'S SOMETHING OUT THERE FAR FROM MY HOME A LONGING THAT I'VE NEVER KNOW I'M A MASTER OF FRIGHT, AND A DEMON OF LIGHT AND I'LL SCARE YOU RIGHT OUT OF YOUR PANTS TO A GUY IN KENTUCY,I'M MISTER UNLUCKY AND I'M KNOW THROUT ENGLAND AND FRANCE AND SINCE I AM DEAD I CAN TAKE OF MY HEAD TO RECITE SHAKESPEAREAN QUOTATION NO ANIMAL NOR MAN CAN SCREAM LIKE I CAN WITH THE FURY OF RECITATIONS BUT WHO HERE WOULD EVER UNDERSTAND THAT THE PUMPKIN KING WITH THE SKELETON GRIN WOULD TIRE OF HIS CROWN, IF THEY ONLY UNDERSTOOD HED GIVE IT ALL UP IF HE ONLY COULD OH, THERE AN EMPTY PLACE THAT CALLS OUT FOR SOMETHING UNKNOWN THE FAME AND PRAISE COMES YEAR AFTER YEAR DOES NOTHING THESE EMPTY TEARS.... DANNY ELFMAN
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