Up the hill Mr. Zill fell ill.Script to fill
Wrong pill, him did kill. Viewing his will,
All were still. His fish named Gill on
Window sill in bowl of swill back home
Liked dill. The trustee with chill read Re:
A bill due at the mill must from Zills' till In Full with
quill pen thrill creditor Krill And be Paid.
A still he did fill With liquer so shrill
That with skill whom drinks of must grill
From bowl of swill on window sill
The fish Gill that likes dill,
And eat ones fill of Gill 'til
Late ill Zill Who's pill Script fill
Did kill Zill up the hill.
When with chill read, Zills will still
All, and Zills' bill
Signed by quill in Zills' till
To Krill whos stills' shrill
Liquer all knew not 'til Gil from grill
When eaten ones fill what was left. Still, One honored Zills'
will. Her
Name? Jill. She ate her fill.
Inside Gil, a rare Diamond
Worth over a mill!
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