Zach and Camill Went Up the Hill

Zack and Camill went up the hill Oh what a thrill With pail in hand The trip would be far from bland As the class crown He wasn’t entitled to a crown But was prone to tumbling down Camill was his peach with eyes a brown Was this the day to plant that first kiss Or another for remiss Only time and a climb would tell If he would finally ring her bell He was surely under her spell One she had cast and for which he befell Was today finally it His heart long ago being lit His biggest fear of all That he would suffer another fall And have to race home All alone To his bed Where he would tears shed Andreas Simic Poetry contest entry Rewrite of Jack and Jill poem