She stands on the pavement, the same time every day
Morning and afternoon, she helps the children on their way
She polices the traffic, with her lollipop stick
Holding up the cars, that might be moving very quick
The kids all see her every day, and smile as they arrive
Her job, to keep them safe, and ensure that they stay alive
A sort of saintly goddess, armed with just a pole
Helping kids across the road, she is a kndly soul
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