Jack ain't nimble

Hello people of the internet! I greet you again this fine day and ask you one question. What if you read it wrong?
    Jack was no longer a small boy who enjoyed playing with fire. He was a tall, strong, moderately hot stuntman. He had been in everything from Galactic Battle to Twinklepuff movies. He was most famous however for his motorcycle stunts and today he was planning his most audacious yet. He had jumped over shark tanks, little old ladies crossing the street and an entire preschool once but this was even better. He was going to jump an active volcano live on camera to the tune of Rise of the Valkeries wearing no protective gear whatsoever.
    It was the stunt of a lifetime and he was born ready. He reved his engines once, twice before slowly backing up. The music began and he steeled his nerves. The volcano rumbled and just as he began to wish for a helmet a taunting voice cried
"Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jump over the candle stick"
    He turned to scream at Carl and his foot slipped. Shouts of anger turned to screams of terror as  instantly his motorbike shot forward. He went up, up, up soaring just as the music reached it's climax. He came down just before the ramp. There was a collective intake of breath. Would he make it? It looked like he would when just in front of the ramp he stopped and fell straight down into the lava.
     Three months later, Jack lay recovering in a body cast. He sat and stewed over the accident the whole time. Two important lessons had been learned that day. Those who play with fire get burned and also, you can't trust Carl.