Jack and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water.

Jill looked into the well, And said, “Jack you ain’t swell!”

Jack fell down And broke his crown.

And Jill went tumbling after (Someone else Once a week, she claimed, she didn’t need anyone else!)

After a few such "dates", Jill came back, saying “You (still) are my best mate, Jack".

To this, up naïve Jack got, and to (her) home did trot, As fast as he could caper.

Barely did a week pass, into this farce When Jill began a new swan song:

“Ring – a – Ring of (three different) roses, a pocket full of (sex) poses, Husha – Busha We all fall down (into my bed!)”.

Jack’s heart broke, his cry was a croak. His friends put him to bed, And plastered his head.

However Jill, still imagining the boat wasn’t run aground sang:

“Let’s row row row our boat, gently down the stream. Merrily Merrily Merrily Merrily Life is but a dream”.

Jill had Hump-ed and Jack was Dump-ed:

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall; All the King's horses and all the King's men, Couldn't put Humpty together again.”

A few hour and a few days passed, for Jack was slow And it took time for his lamp to glow.

But after that, Jack became nimble Jack became quick, And Jack learnt how to jump over fake candle sticks!

Jill thinking Jack remained the ol Jack who wanted to fetch water with her, Came back to smack Jack, for a few more nuts. To which Jack replied, “Jill, nuts to you! Get off my hill!”