Rockets
and Races
- Rockets
and races; Sputniks and spaces,
- That
is the world we know.
- Speed
is our master; faster, faster,
- That
is the way things go.
Yet we remember how in September
- Just
50 years ago,
- Girls
in their pigtails gate crashed gaily
- Into
the boys' own show.
And so the Guides go swinging along,
- Still
young and strong
- And
we can't imagine how they got on without us
- Now
that we've lived so long.