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'Twas the nightmare before christmas'Twas the nightmare before christmas, and all through the town,
Not a goblin was stirring, not even a louse.
The pumpkins were hung by the fence with care,
In hopes that king Jack might soon be there.
The monsters were hiding all under the beds,
While visions of dead things danced in their heads.
And the witch in the woods, and ghosts in the house,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the hill there arose such a clatter,
Sally snuck from the lair to see what was the matter.
Away to the field she ran with a flash,
And hid by a pumpkin at the back of the patch.
The moon with an eerie haunted glow,
Gave such a small light to the objects below,
When, what to my wandering eyes should behold,
But Skellington Jack and his dog Zero.
His head was high, but on his face was a frown,
Then he widened his eyes and raised up his brow.
He started to sing with a tune deep and cold,
"I have grown so tired of the things of old.
Now mister unlucky! Now master of fright!
Now pumpkin k
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