< St. Nicholas < Volume 40 < Number 7
ROLLER-SKATING
BY MELVILLE CHATER
Sing a song of roller-skates! Spring is in the land!
Peanuts in my pocket, and my hockey-stick in hand.
Up the slope, and down the slope, and roundabout the park!
1f Nurse would wait, I ‘d roller-skate from breakfast-time till dark.
Peanuts in my pocket, and my hockey-stick in hand.
Up the slope, and down the slope, and roundabout the park!
1f Nurse would wait, I ‘d roller-skate from breakfast-time till dark.
Roller-skating, roller-skating all the afternoon.
Time to go? Now, are you sure it ’s five o’clock so soon?
Wheel we home and kick off skates beside the hall-boy’s seat.
Dear, oh dear, I feel so queer—as though I ‘d lost my feet!
Time to go? Now, are you sure it ’s five o’clock so soon?
Wheel we home and kick off skates beside the hall-boy’s seat.
Dear, oh dear, I feel so queer—as though I ‘d lost my feet!
Gentlemen drive motor-cars; babies use a “p’ram”;
Trolleys are for working-folk where they squeeze and jam:
Ladies ride on horseback up and down the Mall;
Boys of eight can roller-skate, and that ’s the best of all!
Trolleys are for working-folk where they squeeze and jam:
Ladies ride on horseback up and down the Mall;
Boys of eight can roller-skate, and that ’s the best of all!
“SING A SONG OF ROLLER-SKATES! SPRING IS IN THE LAND!”
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