Today I was walking near a group of young kids on a field trip. To prevent the little ones from harassing old folks, the chaperone was keeping them occupied in a sing-along as they “marched”:

Grand. Mas. Got.
No teeth,
A big hat,
And no shoes on.

It’s worth mentioning [...]

Like to take walks with their hands locked clasped behind their backs. I’d like to mention that I wish I was comfortable walking in this pose.