If there is time that is never wasted,
it is that spent on the company of children.
For life has strayed their guardians from nurture.
And the distance has wilted their innocence in quelling stature.
Ahoy our future leaders
Where are your leaders of today?
Tell them of the brand they name you
Of the shoes they oblige to you
Of the gap they leave and the problems they expect you to disentangle
And all you have for this burden
Is your purity and untouched innocuousness
So pass an amiable greeting
To the prospected parents of tomorrow
And tell them
To buy you new laces
For the lofty shoes they leave you
In their incomparable inimitable heirs.