5 June 2012
When Jack and Jill Went up that hill It wasn't just for water.
Jack had a task And Jill her flask So they fetched Jack's bastard daughter.
He'd slept around Dear Jill had found And so he had a baby.
The mum had died And as Jack cried 'Jill, have the child, maybe.'
Then Jack did slip And cut his hip And tumbled down the hill.
Jill yelled out For help she'd shout For Jack lay deadly still.
Jack was dead Guts out his head And Jill had gained a daughter.
Jill and child Had braved the wild Such a mess just for some water.
The Truth: Jack & Jill. • Opuss № I