Lines and Squares
Whenever I walk in a London Street,
I'm ever so careful to watch my feet,
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corner all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them,"Bears,
Just look how I'm walking in all of the squares!"
And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine,
As soon as he's silly and steps on a line."
And some of the bigger bears try to pretend
That they came round the corner,
To look for a friend
But only the sillies believe their talk;
It's ever so portant how you walk
And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears,
Just watch me walking in all the squares !