Our Johnny's starting into school,
To learn his A.B.C.'s;
He'll take the grades, yes, one by one,
As smartly as you please.
He'll go on through the high school, too,
And University--
He'll be a big upstanding man
And you will live to see
Him take his place among the great;
Perhaps the one they'll choose
Some day to be the president--
Just now he needs new shoes!
Our Mary's in the high school now,
A cunning little miss;
She'll head her classes all the way,
And I can tell you this:
There won't be any other girl
Win more sincere acclaim
For doing deeds commendable--
An honor to our name.
She'll move right up the social scale
And wed some man of note;
But what concerns me most today--
Is buying her a coat!
And there's our Jim, a husky lad--
He's off to college now.
When teachers call the honor roll,
He'll stand and take a bow.
I'm sure he'll win a scholarship.
He's got it in him too
To make the first-line football team
Or, possibly, the crew.
He'll wed the leading campus belle,
Some blond, brunette or Titian.
But what is puzzling me tonight
Is paying Jim's tuition.
In after years when they come home
To visit for a day,
I have a notion we'll have grown
Quite old and bent and grey.
But what a joy to listen to
Their storeis of success,
How they have climbed the rungs of fame
And wealthy grown--ah yes!
But just at present I must sit
And try to figure out
A way to get behind these kids
To bring it all about!
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