Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go;
He followed her to school one day--
That was against the rule,
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.
And so the Teacher turned him out,
But still he lingered near,
And waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear;
And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,
As if he said--'I'm not afraid--
You'll keep me from all harm.'
'What makes the lamb love Mary so?'
The eager children cry--
'O, Mary loves the lamb, you know,'
The Teacher did reply;--
'And you each gentle animal
In confidence may bind,
And make them follow at your call,
If you are always _kind_.'