She’s all right, sure, but follow me,
And fun and frolic you shall see.
(Music, but no singing. April prances and dances, Children wave hands in time, others move heads in time. At close April bows himself back into a place with the other holidays. May and June enter.)
Tune: “Noah’s Ark.”
May and June—
Oh children dear, see here, see here,
We’ve come with beautiful flowers.
The winter gray has gone away,
And we’re not afraid of the showers.
May—