No matter how large the key
Or strong the bolt, I would try so hard
’Twould open, I know, for me;
Then over the land and the sea broadcast,
I’d scatter the smiles to play,
That the children’s faces might hold them fast
For many and many a day.
If I knew a box that was large enough
To hold all the frowns I meet,
I would like to gather everyone,
From nursery, school and street;
Then folding and holding, I’d pack them in
And turning the monster key,
I’d hire a giant to drop the box
To the depths of the deep, deep sea.
