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Jack talked, Jack talked like

Jack talked like a man on fire

Jack talked, Jack talked like

Jack talked like a man on fire



Jack talked like a man on fire

And his eyes looked like two shiny steel ball berrings

And when he moved the ground beneath him shook and split open

No one got too close to Jack

Jack never got too close anyway

And when he dreamed his ears drolled

Thirty weight engine oil



He took personality tests

And stapled them to his lower lip

no one ever came over to visit with Jack

Jack never visited anybody anyway



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Jack made false contributions

To charity telethons

Jack made prank phone calls

To elected officials

His arms shook and his legs twitched

And his tongue dart out of

His mouth every few seconds

And when it did

It touched the tip of his nose



And when it touched the tip of his nose

He yelled out as loud as he could

"I have artistic sensibility,

I am a damn good risk,

I am the messenger and

Here is the message."



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