.Jackâs cold stranglehold tightens, menacing
His age-old routine now in full swing
Waiting trees hang gaunt their roots embracing
Each begging time to please quit wasting
Bury your memory in a wooden box
Bring a map, take a pause
God help me as I look, poor creature
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