Jack, Kiss, Jill, Never

There was a "Jack"
Who loved a "Jill"
They met at the well
Upon the hill

Their excuse
To meet each day
Was a pale of water
To take away

Months went by
And Jill and Jack
Would kiss goodbye
Then run right back

But it wasnt Jack
That took a fall
Jill fell so hard
Gave Jack it all

But Jack had lied
As Jill soon found
Her salty tears
Still stain the ground

Now there's no Jack
And there's no Jill
No pale of water
And no green hill...