KINDERGARTEN.
This is my class,
I am teacher, you see;
They stand in a row
And listen to me;
And never once
Have I seen them try
To whisper or laugh—
They are very shy.
I sometimes fear
They will never do
The nice little games
When I ask them to:
To keep good time,
To march and to sing,
And to whirl about
In a pretty ring.
But, then, I know
They will always do
Whatever they can
When I ask them to.
