Jack

Jack would stand one

Foot in front of the

Other foot and then

Lick his lips again

The train came past about

Three o'clock or so

His mother told him so

All the kids should know

His hand was sore from

All the gravel rash

Would he get it back

It looked just like the tracks

He must not take his shoes off yet

His mother told him this

Would there be hope someday

Or would his spark slowly fade

This the boy who would smile

When his heart was in pain

And his simple mind

Would be settled in grace

When he knelt down and spoke

To his father in his grave

The boys would hide

Behind the tea tree

The ugly tea tree

The fucking tea tree

They'd all jump out and

Jack would smile at them

And then they'd smirk at him

And kick stones at him

The first punch came from

The big fat one

Then all the other ones

He wondered what he'd done

He'd end up in the little frog pond

Beside the railway line

And then one day the

Big fat one

Was drowning in the pond

And crying for his mum

And jack came down

And he pulled him out again

And then he put his hands

Over his simple head

And all the frogs went

La de da de da

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