Pleased To Meet You

This is Jack from up the hill He cannot speak, he can't sit still Both his folks are very ill There is no magic fairy pill He wants to run across the lake In search for food he needs to bake My friend, pleased to meet you This is Jane at number four She has to slide around the floor She says he back is very sore It's quiet hard to reach that door But if she could just touch the sky It would make the heavens cry My friend, pleased to meet you