Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
Awesome Interview next week.
My ultimate favorite!
Can you guess who?