Sunday, April 26, 2009

A Poem


There once was a girl with one 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.
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1 comment:

Lauren said...

Oh no, What a sad face but a cute little curl!

April 26, 2009 at 7:08 PM

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