Jack and Jill slept on the hill,
Their family'd left them for dead,
They'd shrunk and broke to skin and bones,
Shouting and screaming painful moans,
They crippled and died on the old hill,
And their bodies rolled and rolled,
Down and down they went,
As their final possession broke,
Their last sacred treasure...
An old, rusty, crown.

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