The boys did not know.
They did not have a clue.
They were missing the fun.
But the Cubmaster knew.

The Cubmaster knew
that the boys would have fun.
They could laugh, they could learn.
They could sing, they could run.

"The trouble with boys is",
the Cubmaster saw,
"they don't know the Promise,
they don't know the Pack Law."

So he packed up a box,
with streamers and fluff,
with patches and pictures
and Derby car stuff.

"To recruit some new Scouts",
the Cubmaster knows,
"is just what is needed
to make the Pack grow!"

The table was spread out
with Cub Scout portents,
cool crafts and wild patches,
souvenirs from events!

"Cub Scouting is great",
cried out the Cubmaster.
"Come on over to me
not too slow, run faster!"

"You can sign up right here,
join Cub Scouts right now.
You'll have fun with your friends",
the Cubmaster did vow.

So sign up you did,
joining up with the Pack;
went to meet with your Den,
do some crafts, have some snack.

You learned some new things,
the Scout sign, the Scout 'shake.
And the Law of the Pack,
the Cub Promise you make.

You watched and you learned,
you recited the Law.
"The Promise was easy!",
You said to your Paw.

The time came for Pack Night.
What would he ask me?
Would I say them alone?
I felt weak in the knees!

I drew in my breath
as I started to speak.
First the Law of the Pack.
Then the Promise, so weak.

The Cubmaster said,
"Say it loud, say it bold!"
We're proud to be Cub Scouts!
Let the whole world be told!

So I drew in some air
and stood nice and straight.
I rocked back on my heels
and did not even wait.

I said the Cub Promise
with vigor and style!
Said the Law of the Pack
without shame, with a smile!

Now we are Cub Scouts.
Brand new Bobcats are we!
We'll give Cub Scouts our all,
have great fun, you will see!

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