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Jill loves the hill

Written for contest: Jill Nursery Rhyme Sponsored by: Charles Messina Contest Judged: 11/18/2024 1:26:00 AM Placement: 3rd Jill lives in a town with a mill, She loves wearing clothes with no frill, Though she doesn't mind them made of twill, She cooks her foods using a grill. She often climbs high on the hill, To fetch fresh water with a thrill. Today, she felt both tired and ill, Filling the drum, she must fulfill. So, her mum made her go fetch still. Jill couldn’t climb despite her skill. She felt worse in the windy chill, And fell, spilling the bucket fill. The valley echoed loud her shrill, Her fall was stopped by an anthill. Now her mum'd pay the clinic bill, Though doing so is not her will. Why not fetch from a nearby rill? Now she's stuck taking a strong pill, Just God knows when she'll take it till, For that steep fall was a near-kill 28th October, 2024. Updated on: 28th January, 2025.

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Date: 11/18/2024 2:38:00 AM
A fun read, Maclawrence. Congratulations on your winning placement in my contest. Thanks for entering...Charlie
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
Date: 11/18/2024 3:01:00 AM
Thanks for your beautiful comment. I appreciate your hosting the contest. Most importantly thanks for deeming my poem worthy of the recognition. Lots of thanks!
Date: 10/28/2024 12:43:00 PM
Poor Jill! She was ill and obedient still despite the ant hill lol! Enjoyed your poem
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
Date: 10/28/2024 11:26:00 PM
Thanks for your nice comment.

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