ONCE A GIANT CAME A-WANDERING

Once a giant came a-wandering
Late at night when the world was still
Seeking for a stool to sit on
He climbed a little green hill.

When he reached the highest part of it
Sat him down on its very peak
Little Hill cried out at once
In a faint and far away squeak:

Giant, giant, I am under you
Move or this is the last of me
But the giant answered
Thank you!
I like it here, don't you see.


you had all the right words!!