For jumping soon becomes a habit.
[Jack Frost shakes hands with Jack-be-Nimble, and the Witch taps with her cane each time, as a new Jack enters.]
Jack-in-the-Pulpit:
I am Jack-in-the-Pulpit, very shy,
Scarce glancing at the passerby;
If truths on Hallowe’en you’d teach,
You’d find me very glad to preach.
Jack-in-the-Box:
I’m Jack-in-the-Box, I know no reason,