Jill seemed very ill and no one could work out why.
The doc was in shock and nearly had a cry.
But what about Jill? Who would need a pill or so they thought.
Everyone had failed to see what ailed and specialists were sought.
Checks to the head still no light was shed, on what ailed.
Up came Ben, who knew a little Zen, saying, I’ll succeed where you all failed.
Cause unlike the folk, he was no typical bloke, for this we give him merit.
For he saw straight away, that Jill needed a lay, like him she was a randy ferret.