Well, Jim, we are boys, only boys you see,
And apt to be noisy and rough;
But my little sister, she just teaches me,
One look of her eyes is enough.
I can't tell just why, but as true as you live,
I am better since she came here;
"She's only a girl!" Yes, I know, Jim Pool,
And I'm only a boy, that's clear.
My mother was once a girl like her,
And she's just as good as gold;