halloween story, reprise.

CHORUS:

Out in the woods we are dancing, tomorrow we'll be dancing still.
All of you should come join us, in the revels on the elf-hill.

REMINISCENCE:

I remember when I was about 17,
I was with a friend at her
boyfriend's house and we were
getting ready to go to the beach.

It was a typical new england
summer's day: hot, humid, and
sunny with a promise of
thunderstorms and lust
when darkness swallowed us
that evening.

As we left the driveway, the
guy's mother looked at my friend
and clearly enunciated: 'you
painted jezebel.'

NARRATOR:

According to CBC News and World Report, brought
to you at seven and ten past the hour every
night: "... also concerning her the LORD
says: 'Dogs will devour Jezebel by the wall of
Jezreel.' And now for our local weather
report... there will be thunderstorms tonight
as the weather changes.
( and so it goes... )