JACK AND JILL
HERE is the tale—and you must make the most of it!
Here is the rhyme—ah, listen and attend!
Backwards—forwards—read it all and boast of it
If you are anything the wiser at the end!
Now Jack looked up—it was time to sup, and the bucket was yet to fill;
And Jack looked round for a space and frowned, then beckoned his sister Jill,
And twice he pulled his sister's hair, and thrice he smote her side;
"Ha' done, ha' done with your impudent fun—ha' done, with your games!" she cried;
"You have made mud-pies of a marvellous size—finger and face are black,