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Jack and Jill went up the hill
But nobody really knows why
That thing about a "pail of water"
Was really just another lie

The FairyTale people are sneaky
They tell us a different version
They give us our happy endings
Just to create a diversion

The only time they speak of this
Is whispers under their breath
Jack and Jill are underage
And they're working those kids to death

They're worried about the labor laws
Trying to hide it from the man
So they tell us what we want to hear
It's part of their master plan

I'm a FairyTale Investigator
And I'm undercover, of course
I lock them up and throw away the key
And I never feel any remorse

Even in fairytale land, it's widely known
That water always runs downhill
We got a tip from an inside source
To check out this "Jack And Jill"

We're in the middle of gathering evidence
So, try not to give us away
And I'll tell you how this poem turns out
When I finish it - another day

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