As I sit totally and completely still, waiting here on top of this piss ant hill. All i can think about is that silly thrill, of pushing Jill down this same hill. Oh to hear her let out a such a shrill, and to see her at the bottom of the hill. This one is an oldie. In HS I kept looking at old nursery rhymes for inspiration.. This was my fav of the bunch. A bit dark but light at the same time.