Jack and Jill

Jack took Jill up the hill
To give O’ Jill a thrill
He put it in 
She started to sing
Take it out; I’m not yet on the pill

Jack said, “I know what to do,”
“We’ll go to town and I’ll buy them for you.”
Twas around dawn 
They saw a boy blowing a cow in the corn
It was, yes, bricky bad boy blue

Boy blue moved in a flash 
And Blue and Jack met in a clash
Hit jack with a pale 
Boy, did Jack yell and wail
His forehead had a 3 centimetre gash

Jack held his crown
As he fled away from the town 
He bled from the head
And thought he was dead
He fainted on a hill which he came rolling down.

Blue and Jill got the pills not long after
She swallowed it down with some water
Blue and Jill did the biz
Jill’s hair was in a frizz
Her little secret was exposed by a laughter
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 9, 2010 at 11:11 AM
awesome, Sidney, i enjoyed this one as well, talk about the wrong thought to put on a nersery rhyme. Enjoyed the limericks,..p.d.
Dietrich Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 11:21 PM
I echo the others: cheeky!! and blowing a cow in the corn. YUK!!! but funny. LUv, Andrea
Culverhouse Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 9:49 AM
cheeky is the word... sounds good in a twisted way.
Mehta Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 5:14 AM
Very steamy and passionate write on Jack and Jill, Sidney. Quite witty and humorous
Bagnall Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 4:55 AM
Oh ! Cheeky. I'll never think of those rhymes in the same light again - thanks for the smiles.
Nutter Avatar
October 7, 2010 at 3:03 AM
What a humorous twist to an old nursery rhyme. Showing off your imagination and wit. Excellent read.
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