Badger Pass

Two by two the Badgers go
Over the pass through virgin snow,
No head turns back
On the twilight track
To Badger Inn below.

Hear them singing their twilight song:
“Summer is over and winter long;
But a Badger’s way is warm with song.”

Craven feet have not trod here,
Where snow is trampled the trail to clear,
Where Badgers march and sing.
They hail the lights of Badger Inn,
Toasting and merriment, mugs of gin,
And Badgers all in a ring.

Hear them singing on Badger Pass:
“Summer is over for trees and grass,
But a Badger’s cheer will never pass.”

Two by two the Badgers go
From the pass in the whirling snow,
Till snug and sound
Each Badger found
At Badger Inn below.