Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after.

The two went up the hill - an easy mission

to reach the well and bring some water back,

the problem was the local opposition,

yes, things were fairly hairy in Iraq.

The enemy had guns and ammunition

from over in the dunes they heard a crack -

another corpse - no need for a physician,

they'd lay him in a casket labeled "Jack."

 Now Jill was in a very bad position,

she tried to dodge the cowardly attack,

but fell down in a grisly repetition

a daily double for some maniac.

A simple task: to fetch a pail of water,

but not today, like lambs unto the slaughter.