The Rock was here, the rock was there

Rolling whichever way it dared

The Rock was big, the rock was strong

The little Rock never did him wrong

The boy was good, the boy was young

But one bad thing the boy had done

He kicked that Rock so hard and tough

That once round Rock, no so sharp and rough

Both Rock and boy were once so good

That boy didn't do what he thought he should

One big splash after he had swung

This one bad thing the boy had done