The Riddle

Don't get out the Fiddle, there ain't no music for this Riddle..

There might be more, but I'm not sure, so just read
this one for a starter.. 

Jack and Jill went up the hill, they each had a quarter..

Jill came down with fifty cents, did they go up for water?

That's all I have for now, as I take my final bow, but I
don't want to leave you in such sorrow..

So I wish for you all this, may your life be filled with bliss..

And Love and Happiness, ever on the 'morrow..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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January 26, 2016 at 1:07 PM
That's it for awhile my friends. I will be heading for Appalacia Alabama, to help with the Red Cross providing food for the poor and needy. Have a great day and keep your imagination's open.
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