THE TRUE STORY OF JACK & JILL
(what happened on the hill)
So did Jack aspire to ascend the knoll. For attempting that deed did pre-empt his fall.
His companion Jill did similarly aspire. Akin to Jack, Jill was blinded by desire.
As the story goes young Jack ventured forth without a plan.
Due to that foolishness Jack will never grow up to be a man.
The impetuous Jack strove forth with sweet Jill in tow.
Thus the seed of doom he did sow.
The reason for attempting his fatal quest.
Was to obtain some of nature’s best.
The substance with which he filled his pail.
Is known by all to be Adam’s Ale.
The need for which has never been mentioned.
Which leaves his motives open to question.
Why a lad would need any help to fetch some water?
Maybe he wanted to ravish the neighbour’s daughter.
Relying upon her innocence to seal the deal.
Jack hoped to have a quick grope and feel.
Jill agreed to help seek what Jack sought.
She went unaccompanied as she ought not.
With a horny young man up a hill.
Where thought he’d get a cheap thrill.
Running up the hill he puffed and panted.
“Wait for me Jack !” little Jill chanted.
Such naughty thoughts, Very! Very!
For he want to steal Jill’s cherry!
Jack did not know well the lass named Jill.
For she had extensive martial arts skill.
Thus in trying to pin her down,
Imagine the surprise he found.
He tried his best to remove her dress.
Putting his manly strength to the test.
Jack paid the price, for he lost.
And now we know what was the cost.
Jill hit him hard upon the head.
Jack fell to the ground as if dead.
Realising now that this was murder.
She paused a moment and moved no further.
She had to hide the deed so no one could tell.
She said “I think I’ll dump him in the well!
She threw the body over her shoulder.
Her view obscured she missed the boulder.
Upon that rock she did trip.
The grass was wet so she slipped.
Jill threw off Jack to soften the ride.
Still down the hill Jill did slide.
Alas poor Jack, his crown broke.
His life ended like a puff of smoke.
Behind him Jill came tumbling after.
Filling the air with insane laughter.
THE COMET
On a heavenly platter the stars were placed.
A beautiful waltz they do, through time and space.
Hundreds of fairies dance around them.
Fiery heads, such bright embers.
Ever glowing since time began.
Celestial dancers, circle each other high above us;
There is no other greater joy to witness this;
Say I, the wandering star.
On many such journeys I have been, not much I've done
But much I've seen.
Of Gods and Fools, of Warriors and Slaves.
Of Heros and Traitors, of Wisemen and Knaves.
The creation of a world, the end of another,
The birth of a child, the death of a brother.
I question not the order of things. I just watch,
Say I the wandering star.
Till my days end, when my fire grows cold.
When all the tales to tell have been all told.
I will close my eyes for the final sleep.
The hand of Death shall over me creep.
To claim what is rightfully his by highest decree,
And no rival claim to fight over me.
I shall be the happiest one by far,
Say I the wandering star.
