This li'l limerick is inspired by my favorite childhood story.
There once was a boy named Jack
Who owned a peculiar knack.
He'd made quite a science
Out of skewering giants
And piling their heads up in stacks.
More later on why a boy who was always freakishly tall would love Jack the Giant-Killer more than any other story. Oooh, ooh, can I be the dragon? Oooh, ooh, can I be the giant?
There once was a boy named Jack
Who owned a peculiar knack.
He'd made quite a science
Out of skewering giants
And piling their heads up in stacks.
More later on why a boy who was always freakishly tall would love Jack the Giant-Killer more than any other story. Oooh, ooh, can I be the dragon? Oooh, ooh, can I be the giant?
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