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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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