Jill
Jack and Jill went up the hill
So Jill could hear his secret
But Jack just laughed and slapped her ass
And Jill realized this wasn’t a fairytale.
She pushed him away, he held her down.
Then he fetched the town
And told showed them his new golden crown.
When she tried to explain, they all turned and gave an ugly frown.
No one believed Jill
And what happened on the hill.
She stood on the edge
And the final push their stares and laughter,
She threw herself, and went tumbling after.
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