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Nursery Crymes

Let it rain children

By Raymond G. TaylorPublished 2 months ago Updated about a month ago 1 min read

Jack and Jill went up the hill

To fetch a bag of peas

Jack came down with a wicked grin

And his trousers round his knees

I didn’t touch her

He did cry

I wasn’t even there

At first he thought he’d been let off

For no one seemed to care

Until Jack’s best mate Jeffrey ‘e

Befell a mighty fall

I’ll take you bastards down with me

Was his triumphant call

Thus Jack fell down and broke his crown

His titles stripped away

He’s banished now from Christmastide

And told to stay away

With thanks to Lamar and Judey

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About the Creator

Raymond G. Taylor

Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.

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  • Mark Graham2 months ago

    What a nursery Cryme. Good job and it does fit society.

  • Serves Jack right hahaha. Loved this!

  • Judey Kalchik 2 months ago

    Ah: he-who-was-formerly-known-as-Prince. Well-written!

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