Poems

                                                                 Jack And Jill Jack and Jill Went up the hill To fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down And broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after. Up Jack got And home did trot As fast as he could caper, Went to bed To mend his head With vinegar and brown paper .

                                                    Wee Willie Winkie Wee Willie Winkie Runs through the town, Upstairs and downstairs In his night gown. Tapping at the window, Crying at the lock, “Are the children all in bed, For it’s past ten o’clock?” “Hey Willie Winkie, Are you coming in? The cat’s singing purring sounds To the sleeping hen. The dog’s spread out on the floor and doesn’t give a cheep, But here’s a wakeful little boy who will not fall asleep.” Anything but sleep, you rogue, Glowering like the moon, Rattling in an iron jug With an iron spoon, Rumbling, tumbling round about, Crowing like a cock, Shrieking like a I don’t know what, Waking sleeping folk. “Hey WIllie Winkie- The child’s in a creel! Wriggling off everybody’s kne Like an eel. Tugging at the cat’s leg, Confusing all her thrums- Hey Willie Winkie, See, there...