And she looked kind of funny,
Midst all the glaring white;
The others asked her jealously,
What gave her such right?

I’m just a Girl Scout Leader,
I lay no hold to fame;
But being such a person,
Means more than just the name.

My jobs on earth were many,
Praises and thanks were few;
I did more work in one day,
Than ten people ought to do.

I was a tin can cooker,
A hiker, a pathfinder;
I’ve also been an artist,
A sailor, a bookbinder.

I taught jumping Jills to dance,
I taught parrots to sing;
I made saints out of hoodlums,
While mama had her fling.

I walked the streets till my feet,
Felt like a ton of bricks;
Selling Girl Scout Cookies now,
The mere thought makes me sick.

But it was all a lot of fun,
Life never was a bore;
See--This role isn’t new to me,
“I’ve been an angel before.”