I think I’ll write you a line that’s serious—
Only to say, Be good, sweet child,
And don’t do anything wrong or wild.
If mischievous pranks you want to play,
Put them off till a future day.
For I would rather at home be found
When Marjorie Mischief comes around.
But I feel quite sure I need feel no fears,
For my bonnie lassie of twelve sweet years
Is trying, I know, to be good as gold.