Jack and Jill went into town <br />to get some good tobacco <br />in town they met the town's own clown <br />who called old Jack a Wacko. <br />Jack said what the f**k are you <br />a clown with little breeding <br />they sent the clown to Timbuktu <br />where they required weeding. <br />So Jack and Jill bought a small house <br />inside the township proper, <br />where Jack shot with his gun a grouse <br />and had to see the copper. <br />They locked old jack inside a cell <br />the cell was full of faeces, <br />he stayed and later went to hell, <br />sprouse are endangered species. <br />Jill went to live with an old goat <br />he reeked of gorgonzola <br />all day and night he'd fill his throat <br />with diet coca cola. <br />One day the stimulation got <br />the better of his liver, <br />she put him in a flower pot <br />and dumped him in the river. <br />Alone again, Jill took up Gin <br />and drank to drown her sorrows, <br />when, with a huge satanic grin <br />the beast of all tomorrows <br />came to her bed one lonely night <br />and promised her the heavens, <br />the Lotto slip showed in the light <br />a battery of sevens. <br />Rich now beyond her wildest dreams <br />she drove a five point seven <br />and joined one of the racing teams, <br />that's where she found young Bevan. <br />She taught him cooking, golf and sex <br />he was an eager student, <br />he found a photo of her ex <br />and found it less than prudent. <br />Well, being young and innocent <br />he'd be in troubled waters, <br />one night they camped out in a tent <br />and later had two daughters. <br />They called one daughter Jill, of course <br />the other was named Jackie, <br />Jack was the name for the new horse <br />which some of us find tacky. <br />Well every story has an end <br />a sausage does have two, <br />Jill junior's got herself a friend <br />he hailed from Timbuktu.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jack-and-jill-2/
