TOT SOTS

Children, put away your crayons

Now's the time for drinking-up

Get the bottle and some water

Mix it in your little cup.

Here's the way to bend your elbow

(No, dear, I said cups not pails;

They're for when you're college laddies)

Come along now--feet on rails!

What was that? The dose is dreadful?

Never mind, you'll soon feel swell

You'll be all relaxed and cheerful;

And when grown-up you'll do well

Never drinking more than's proper

For you'll know the dangers, see?

If you don't forget the lessons

You absorbed at teacher's knee. Beatrice Kydd