The Contract
Jack and Jill went up the hill.
Actually, more like a grassy knoll.
They fell down the knoll
neither fast nor slow.
The bucket fell with s bang below.
Since they failed the contract,
Council decided to remove it.
Jill said,"Don't blame Jack.
It was some guy called Mack.
Besides, you'll never be able to prove it."
Copyright © Hilda Greenhough | Year Posted 2024
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