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Jack and Jill
Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water. Jack went right, Jill left, In different directions to see Who could reach the top first. On his way up, Jack tripped on a Rock and roughly tumbled all The back down, blood Spewing from his head. Jill screamed, seeing this happen But knew that she couldn’t do Anything; she was afraid of heights And as she sheepishly peered The long ways down the hill Her vision blurred slightly and she Felt dizzy. She knew she wouldn’t Be able to make it back down by herself So, continued to run, she did, all The way up to the hill, where The pail of water sat, crying The whole way. She was almost there, The pail of water was in sight She smiled, silently screaming Her victory. Laughing, tears streamed Down her cheeks; Jack would’ve been happy For her. But she celebrated, it seems, Too early, for she slipped on the wet, wet Grass and she tumbled down, down, down The hill only to meet her death, her blood Marking a trail behind her, her screams echoing Through the trees. Jack and Jill went up the hill, to fetch a pail of water Only to fall back down and get killed.
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