Christmas was saved, though there wasn't much time.
But after that night, things were never the same:
Each holiday now knew the other one's name!
And though one Christmas things got out of hand,
I'm still rather fond of that skeleton man.
So, many years later I thought I drop in
And there was old Jack still looking quite thin,
[...]
And I asked old Jack: "Do you remember the night
When the sky was so dark and the moon shone so bright,
When a million small children pretending to sleep
Nearly didn't have christmas at all, so to speak?
And would, if you could turn that mighty clock back
To that long night -- now think carefully, Jack --
Would you do the whole thing all over again,
Knowing what you know now, knowing what you knew then?"
And he smiled, like the old Pumpkin King that I knew,
Then turned, and asked softly off me:
Tim Burton, The Nightmare Before Xmas.
Pix: vous ne me croiriez pas si je vous disais que c'était moi...

