There was a little girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good
she was very very good;
and when she was bad she was — DADDY! STOP IT I DON’T LIKE IT WHEN YOU SAY THAT!
There was a little girl
who had little curl
right in the middle of her pants.
And when she was good
she was very very good
and when she was bad she would dance.
THAT DOES NOT MAKE ANY SENSE.
There was a little girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her belly.
And when she was clean
she was very very clean
but when she was not she was smelly.
I DON’T LIKE THAT ONE EITHER.
Okay, I’ll go do something else then.
STOP NO COME BACK MAKE UP MORE RHYMES
There was a little girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her leg.
And when she was born
she was very very born
instead of being hatched from an egg.
WAIT, WHAT
