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I just shot Jack Lemmon
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I never understood the humour  
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Until it slid down the wall.  
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Until the straight face formed a grimace  
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And pulled down the veil  
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Until the grumpy man managed a smile  
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And turned the years back  
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And now the humour melts on my toast  
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And I eat it right up
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I didn't really shoot Jack lemmon, he died of old age and heart attacks.


20 Mar 05

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melts on your toast? why?
 — tragicbubble

Odd, really.. But for whatever reason I like it.
It's interesting.
 — lieskilllies

i really don't understand it but , it is written good
 — unknown

jack lemmon may be dead, but he lives here ... nice tribute
 — Bloodfetish

Written WELL, you unknown jack-ass!
 — FolleRouge

i like this. and i like jack lemmon.ha.
 — miss_minx

like this, didn't actually know Jack was dead. Ah well you learn something new everyday!
 — icepineapple
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