The Little Girl with a Curl

There was a little girl who had a little curl

Right in the middle of her forehead

When she was good, she was very, very good

And when she was bad, she was horrid.

 

So this little girl and her little curl

Grew up into a beautiful lady.

When she got her way, she was all sweetness and light

But whenever crossed, she was shady.

 

Some murders occurred in her neighborhood

The police couldn't find the right suspect.

She couldn't help but smile as she read the news,

Knowing people aren't always what you expect.

The End

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