"Always the alphabet to me
Is like a happy family.
They work in groups, they work in pairs,
But each one has his little airs:
R runs and romps, and so does S,
And Z is full of foolishness;
H always smiles, and A is jolly;
G's somehow sort of melancholy.
Q sticks his tongue into his cheek
And always waits for U to speak;
D's fat and lazy; so is C;
And O makes funny mouths at me.
Among the pleasant alphabet
It's hard to pick and choose--and yet,
When all is said, I can't deny
(You'll understand), my choice is I!"