The Kiss In School - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE KISS IN SCHOOL. By J. W. Parker. 
A District School not far away, 'Mid Birkshire hills, one Winter's day, Was humming with its wonted noise Of three score mingled girls and boys,-Some few upon their tasks intent, But more on future mischief bent. The while the master's downward look Was fastened on a copy-book, When suddenly behind his back, Rose sharp and clear a rousing smack! As't were a battery of bliss Let off in one tremendous kiss. "What's that? " the startled master cries. "That, thir." a little imp replies, "Wath William Willith, if you pleath,-I saw him kith Thuthannah'Peathe!" With frown to make a statue thrill, The mastered thundered, " Hither Will!" Like wretch o'ertaken in his track, With stolen chattels on his back, Will bung his head in fear and shame, And to that awful presence came,-A great, green, bashful simpleton, The butt of all good-natured fun. with smile suppressed, and birch upraised, The threatener falthered: " I 'm amazed That you, my biggest pupil, should Be guilty of an act so rude! Before the whole set school to boot,-What evil genius put you to 't?" "'Twas she herself, sir," sobbed the lad, "I didn't mean to be so bad,-But when Susannah shook her curls. And whispered I was 'fraid of girls, And darsn't kiss a baby's doll, I couldn't stand it, sir, at all! But up and kissed her on the spot. 1 know-boo-hoo-I ought to not, But somehow, from her looks,-boo-hoo,-I thought she kind o' wished me too? "