(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

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 corners 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 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;
And they try to pretend that nobody cares
Whether you walk on the lines or squares.
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!"

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it was and we all know that nothing is ever repeated even if things don't change the stars never stop from transformations
We have step on a crack-break your mother's back, I much prefer this. It delights a child's sense of humor rather than frighten them with the possibility of harming their mommy