a poem by jill

[sweetwater]

Jack and Jill
Went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down
And broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up Jack got
And home did trot
As fast as he could caper,
Went to bed
To mend his head
With vinegar and brown paper.

[saw]

so that's what happened , After the Fall

[mnaz]

All of existence boils down to a few nursery rhymes or Bible verses, as it turns out.

I'm kind of disappointed.