Jill, the one who came tumbling after - never again.
Jill Nursery Rhyme
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Jill was high upon a hill, looking fit and rather so. Kingdom phat and muscles toned, to wind released her bonnet. Without the doofus Jack, there’s not one thing Jill lacks. No bruised knees nor broken crown. A bluebird’s singing sonnet.
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