The See-Saw

O BALANCE the ladder atop of the rail, And up we go, down we go, all in a gale, Singing like birds as we teeter away, Bouncing and jouncing each other in play.

You are Queen Sally and I am King Peter, And where are we going astride of our teeter? Riding to fairyland, over the moon. Up we go,--down!--and we’ll be there soon.