Jumpin’ Jack
Was quite a quack
He wore loose shirts
And tight slacks
There was not much
That Jack lacked
His confidence
Was quite in tact
He met a witch
Who had an itch
But she got mad
When he called her twitch
So she cursed him
And now he’s always jumpin’
Jack’s jumpin’
When he’s reaching for
somethin’
Or when he talks
And when he walks
Yes Jumpin’ Jack
Can’t look back
If he does
He might get whacked
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
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