Jack and Jill went up the hill
To frolic in the hay
Mother called them in for lunch
And ruined their lovely day.
Jack and Jill did not want lunch,
They wanted fun and play,
But mother was wise, she did surmise,
That trouble was on its way.
So Jack and Jill were grounded,
No more fun upon the hill,
The next time Mom needed water,
The pail herself she'd fill.
© Frannie (Frannie516@aol.com)
She was a compulsive collector of belly button lint. It was very difficult to get at it on her regular job as an attorney. It became her life's mission to collect more belly button lint than anyone in the world. Her hands would shake when she thought about all the belly button lint she just couldn't get at. It reached critical mass and she knew she must put herself in a position that would make it a simple task. She sold her mansion and her boat and her Lexus. She went to nursing school and graduated summa cum laude. She applied for a job in the E.R. on the graveyard shift. HALLELUJAH!! At last she was in the best place in the world to keep her collecting skills up in the fast lane! She would buy her own Q-Tips and little plastic bags to keep her treasures in. This was the best of all possible worlds for her.