Pick Up Jacks (Childs Play)

With a little bit of fiction coupled with fact,
This poem deals with the subject of everyman Jack:
Jumping jacks, cracker jacks
And Spring Heeled Jack,
Lumber jacks, steeple jacks and one-eyed jacks.
Then comes this Jack from the far side of the tracks,
Crawling, slithering pass security checks,
A leader and perpetrator of terrorist attacks.

This Jack is on the loose, running wild,
Hither, thither, hawking, stalking unsuspecting prey,
Destructive ideology's his forte-foreplay,
Making for a bad hair day.

If you help me get him - hunt him down,
Force him underground, but keep him in sight,
I'll make his life a miserable 24/7 nightmare.
I had him once, but he got away,
Disguised as a jack-tar sitting on the dock of the bay.

This Jack is on the loose - running wild,
A murderous psychopathic child,
An egotistic monster with a jack leg smile,
He turned an inch into a mile,
Now there's two Jacks, three Jacks, pick up jacks.
This Jack doesn't jaw jack, eat flapjacks or crackerjacks,
Play jack stones, jackstraws or blackjack;
Dance the Ball and Jack or drink applejack,
Maybe every now and then a shot of Jack
As he plots his next attack.

This Jack, that Jack
A radical, fanatical, maniacal Jack,
A crackpot, Jackass Jack, looking for a jackpot,
Will jack you up, jack you off,
Hijack, skyjack, carjack, Bushwhack, strait-jacket you .
This Jack doesn't jaw-jack, eat flapjacks
Or cracker jacks - dance the ball-and-jack,
Drink applejack - maybe, now and again a shot of Jack
As he plots the next attack
This Jack, that Jack - pick up jacks!

This Jack is on the loose running wild;
An anthrax, atomic Jack,
Biological, chemical, electromagnetic Jack,
Uranium, plutonium, nuclear Jack,
A homicidal, suicidal, genocidal Jack -
Five, six, seven Jacks - pick up jacks.

This Jack's a Jackal with an international
Criminal jacket a Wylie Coyote, Tasmanian devil,
Blue Beard, Jack the Ripper Jack,
Jack-of-all-trades, jack smith, jack lighter,
A Jack-o'-lantern jack, jack-o'-knaves,
Jack-'n-boxes, fast as cheetahs, sly as foxes-
Seven, eight, ten, twelve Jacks - pick up jacks

This Jack is nimble, lightening quick,
With AK-47's and jackknives
Wooing anxious fingertips,
Ready to shoot, stab, maim, kill,
Then hop away like a jackrabbit on a pogo stick.

This is no Jack and Jill, Jack Jingle, Jack Sprat,
Jack-a-Nory nursery rhyme,
No Jack Frost, Jack and the Beanstalk fairy tale,
This Jack is on the loose running wild,
Wrapped in a pea jacket, leather and flak jacket
In the house that Jack built.

Some of these Jacks will get away,
While others are made to rue the day
Flushed from camouflaged hideaways,
Chambered caves and catacombs,
Byways, highways and seaways,
Two, four, six, eight Jacks - pick up jacks.

Fourteen, twenty, forty-eight K Jacks,
The time is running out - it's inventory time,
You've got to hit the road, Jack,
Ten, nine, eight, seven, jacks,
Six, five, four, three, two, one Jack,
Pick up Jack ...