Jack And Jillian

Jack and Jillian were sweethearts
They lived on a midwestern farm
Ravaged by drought one summer
Lack of water sounded the alarm

So they set out to fetch a bucket
At a spring not too far from home
Half mile down the road they traveled
Came upon a hill they had known

As they started up this familiar hill
Jack lost his footing and fell down
Jillian came tumbling after him
They both had broken their crowns

Jack got to his feet immediately
Ran home as fast as he could caper
Wrapped his head with a bandage
Of vinegar and handy brown paper

Moral of this modern nursery rhyme
Never trust a fellow named Jack
He'll love you and leave you stranded
And probably won't ever come back!