Drum Majorette
I like to see my sister dance,
She's only two, I'm four.
The music always makes her smile,
And prance around the floor.
She looks so funny keeping time,
I clap my hands and shout.
She never seems to mind at all,
Just keeps on stepping out.
I guess that when my sister grows,
She'll march ahead of bands.
Then many folks will look at her,
To smile and clap their hands.