Jack and Jill (And the Kill)
Jack was not looking
He thought Jill was still cooking
When he went to the well for the water
He was surprised
To find Jill outside
And never guessed she was there for slaughter
Jill always had the desire to kill
So she pushed her brother down the hill
She blankly stared at her work
Then tumbled down after
Echoing her laughter
And that’s when she went completely beserk
Jack and Jill
At the bottom of the hill
Were no longer as they had been born
One was now dead
Because the other was not right in the head
They’re unbreakable bond had been torn
Jill returned upwards
As below swooped the birds
Descending on her brother’s warm body
When her mother found out
Jill did not pout
Instead she sent up a plea
“Please God return my brother
Even though he was such a bother.
Jack meant so much to me
He’s the pod to me pea
And the sky to my sea
I can’t live without him hereafter.”
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