A Jack Vine Rhyme

A Jack Vine Rhyme (a poem from my ‘Jack And The Giant Private Eyes’ book) I’m Jack Vine and I’m a nursery rhyme PI. I find out facts so don’t try to lie. My partners name is Tiny, that’s Tiny Giant. We take all kinds of cases and all kinds of clients. Jack who? You ask. You mean you don’t know the name? Why, I grew a magic beanstalk; yup, the very same. I have this gorgeous dame in my life, who goes by Mary. She has a sister too, her name being Terri. Now, Mary was a case first, as she lost her little lamb. But I found out later, well, that story was a sham. It seems her lamb wasn’t really lost; she’d made that all up. The plan was to get me to notice her, and maybe have some supp’. I guess the ploy worked, for eventually we tied the knot. We even have two kids now, and to me, that’s a lot. Tiny, my partner, he got caught too, Seems Terri was out to get him, and knew just what to do. In the end it seems, we all made out quite well, So now I’m off on another case, ‘bout an egg that fell.