Here’s to you, leader of the playground.
I raise up my chocolate milk carton to
you and drink it slow and savored, smooth it goes down.
Then cheer and laugh for the health of you.
Here’s to you! Leader of the playground!
I’ll go and fetch the ball you kicked, soooo faaaaar!
Then bring it back with no sound
of complaint, as I admire the boy you are.
Here’s to you… leader of the playground
As your drunk father swerves ‘round the corner…
Here’s to you… lost leader of the playground
Now I’m, your biggest mourner.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem