There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.
Cute baby! My mother would recite this to my girl cousins. "Oh Auntie Pat, Stop it" Then they would all laugh. Kinda scary now that I think about it. V
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