Jack and JIll

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Poetry by Bern.

                                                     Jack and Jill

 

Something fishy about Jack and Jill

Now why did they really climb that Hill?

It certainly was not to get water in Pails,

Did Jack take her to tell her some tales?

It is a mystery on this we all agree I know,

In summer he didn’t tell her about snow.

A Boy with a Girl climbing up some hills.

There are sure to be some other naughty thrills

I myself can think of many things to do.

Most of them old none really brand new.

Did Jack want her alone to tell her his news?

Or did he propose to buy her some new shoes.

  No one told us how many times both climbed that hill.

Nor about that precious water they managed to spill.

One day I will rewrite the poem about Jack and Jill.

In my Poem I will give them and you all a thrill.

                                     The Jack and Jill I learned make’s me feel so ill


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not to be taken seriously Bern

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