Childer back from school,the street is hivin,
Wee girls laughin,playin,jivin,
Freckles,ginger hair,and pigtails flyin,
Skirts tucked inta knickers,skipping rope,
Wee Sammy Reid, silly we dope,
Calls them names and gets bate up
Hopscotch squares.Sammy gurnin,
Boys playin marlies,fightin,cheatin,
Harried mothers yellin for their weens,
Front doors slam from til to shut,
to the want-in whine of a black stray mutt,
Quietness falls on Carmel Street,
Granda Brown can get to sleep