Sister measured my grin one day,
Took the ruler and me,
Measured the inches all the way,
One, two, three.
"Oh! You're a Cheshire cat," said she,
Father said, "That's no sin,"
Then he nodded and smiled at me,
Smiled at my three-inch grin.
Brother suggested I'd better begin
Trying to trim it down;
But mother said, "Better a three-inch grin,
Than a little half-inch frown."