In a message dated 3/27/2006 9:58:31 A.M. Pacific Standard Time,
rlray216@yahoo.com writes:
The little girl, had a curl, right in the middle of her forehead.
And hen she was good, she was very, very good, but when she was bad,
she was horrid.
There is a variant on this nursery rhyme for adults.
There was a little girl
And she 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 better!!
Karen
"She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you
would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot."
- Mark Twain
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