Jack and Jill with N.V. Torres

what u think?

Head over hills
Jack tumbling down
Being chased by Jill…
He never stays around
Love measured by its circumference 
Just to absorb its substance
She runs in circles

At the bottom of the hill
She places Jack's red face in her hands
and goes in for the kill
He never stays - never stands
Always on his back
Always eager to move along,
Well...

f*ck you, 
Jack.