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Click hereJack took Jill up on that hill
but Jill forgot to take her pill
In a room, in nine months time
Out popped a babe with a loud whine
'Cut the cord?' the doctor asked
But in his glory, Jack did bask
Between his legs a long cord hung
just like a horse, Jack's only son
'Cut the cord?" Doc twice asked Jack
But Jack he laughed and slapped Doc's back
'See that boy?' Jack asked the Doc
'Takes after me, look at his cock'
The doc he laughed and then he roared
'That is not cock, but umbilical cord!'
Jack was proud, but had no son
'Twas a female like 'her' mum
Surely you can do better. Every expectant Mother speaks her feelings better than this. Try using your true feelings and your heart. Then you're poetry will work.
A fun read ~
so THAT's why
Jill and her boy
kept going up the hill;
to quench their thirst,
only not for water...