Answer:
Jack and Jill when up the hill jack fell down
A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out, He who takes it wishes it had never come about
What has three feet but no arms or legs?
I met a man on the London bridge, he tipped his hat and drew his name, in this riddle I told you his name. What is it?