THE SINGING CHILDREN - POEM

Gladly marching two and two,

Keeping time as soldiers do,

Waving banner, beating drum,

Here the singing children come !

Clean and happy, good and neat,

What a sight for all the street !

Smiling mothers, come and see,

Here's an army brave and free

Whose unlessoned fearless feet

Need not yet to learn retreat :

Waving banner, beating drum,

Here the singing children come!