Uploaded on February 20, 2012
When I grow up, I’ll be President—
I’m pretty sure of that—
And I’ll ride a horse, like George Washington,
And I’ll wear a tricorn hat.
I won’t make speeches, like presidents now,
I’ll just make a proclamation
That every year, when my birthday comes,
All over the whole, wide nation,
There’ll be parades—with fifes and drums,
And flags that toss and fly—
But instead of cherry, we’ll all make merry
With our favorite kind of pie.
—Kathryn Jackson
The Golden Book of 365 Stories
02.20.2024: I’m a little surprised I got away with this image.