Jack And Jill Went Over The Hill Poem by Roger Horsch

Jack and Jill went over the hill
'cause the top was very small
They bounced and rolled right down the hill
like a great big rubber ball

They bounced with the pail of water
that they gathered at the top
Bruised and wet they kept on falling
and, prayed that they would stop

They finally stopped and came to rest
at the bottom of the hill
Then ran for home to change their clothes
before they caught a chill

There's a moral to this story
getting water is no fun
when you take another to the top
That was made to fit just one