“The House That Jack Built”, an accumulative nursery rhyme written by an unknown Englishman in 1755 fuck england and fuck whoever wrote it, it is a progression tale, but it services it’s own existence in that it adds yet another tale in the long list of adventures had by Jack of fables.( THERE IS a comic book spinoff of fables that features him as an almagamation) Jack is not the focus in order to highlight the other beings and events in the house he built, that are shown by the way the piece focuses on how “This is the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built”. In order to establish some connection to the real world here, it is believed that the actual “House That Jack Built” is the Cherrington Manor in Shropshire, England. I may see it one day, if for no other reason than because I spent 45 minutes thinking about the house.