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Jack and Jill, an altered version
One day, trudging up a hill
We found a lass, whose name was Jill
Meeting Jack along the way
To fill their pail that sunny day
A top the hill they found a well
And sat did they, to rest a spell
Jack found Jill to his surprise
To have a pair of sparkling eyes
Dazzled, struck by love’s first sight
He would demonstrate to Jill his might
Cart wheeling down the hill
Jack the klutz had tripped fair Jill
Bucket filled and task completed
He tumbled down, and was defeated
For Jack, you see, had broken his crown
And ruined Jill’s most beautiful gown
Before it began, the affair would end
Jill didn’t even want to be his friend
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Not really a poem, nor is it truly a short story. I'm just trying my hand at children's rhyms. How do you think I'm doing so far?
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"Nobody makes a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could only do a little."
---Edmund Burke
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