Robert E. Johnston

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They're clean, an' kind an' honest, an' the world respects 'em, too;

That's the dream of parents always, an' our dreams have all come true.

So although the house is lonely an' sometimes our eyes grow wet,

We are proud of them an' happy an' we've nothing to regret.

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THE BOY'S IDEAL

I must be fit for a child to play with,

Fit for a youngster to walk away with;

Fit for his trust and fit to be

Ready to take him upon my knee;

Whether I win or I lose my fight,

I must be fit for my boy at night.

I must be fit for a child to come to,

Speech there is that I must be dumb to;

I must be fit for his eyes to see,

He must find nothing of shame in me;

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