Rhymes of a Child's World by Miriam Clark Potter - HTML preview

 THE COMPANY MAN

Sometimes the company man is wide,

And sometimes he’s high and thin,

But always he smiles, in the parlor there,

When brother and I come in;

He looks down at us in a grown-up way,

With—“How are you children, my dears, today?”

Then out to the table we go like a march,

With mother-our-dear in the lead;

And the company man sits down with smiles

And eats very much indeed;

We try to be quiet, as good as we can,

And we stare all the time at the company man.