Little Girl
Keanna Burkhold
Little girl, go play with your toys.
Your dolls are waiting,
Learn to shape your views.
Little girl, fill up your sippy cup.
It might be strong,
Just drink it up.
Little girl, cross your legs.
Dry your tears,
And dot your i’s.
Little girl, ain’t he sweet?
Love her in secret,
He’ll make you complete.
Little girl, watch your mouth.
Don’t curse like a sailor,
It is surely rude.
Little girl, pills aren’t candy.
Don’t run with scissors,
Blades are sharp.
Little girl, be pure as a flower.
But don’t be a prude,
You’ll sure be abused.
Little girl, hide your food.
Curves aren’t sexy,
Remember the rules.
Little girl, did we teach you right?
Your eyes are dead,
Only a body in sight.
Your dolls are waiting,
Learn to shape your views.
Little girl, fill up your sippy cup.
It might be strong,
Just drink it up.
Little girl, cross your legs.
Dry your tears,
And dot your i’s.
Little girl, ain’t he sweet?
Love her in secret,
He’ll make you complete.
Little girl, watch your mouth.
Don’t curse like a sailor,
It is surely rude.
Little girl, pills aren’t candy.
Don’t run with scissors,
Blades are sharp.
Little girl, be pure as a flower.
But don’t be a prude,
You’ll sure be abused.
Little girl, hide your food.
Curves aren’t sexy,
Remember the rules.
Little girl, did we teach you right?
Your eyes are dead,
Only a body in sight.