Little Curly

Little Curly she is fair,

Brown and curly is her hair.

This in saucy fashion lies

Nearly hiding two brown eyes.

Little Curly let them stay,

Do not brush your curls away.

Little Curly’s face, I ween,

Has the roundness of a queen;

And her cheeks are tinted red,

Like the roses overhead.

Little Curly keep them so,

Do not let the roses go,

Little Curly’s mouth is small,

Made for kissing, that is all;

And to speak kind words and true,

While she journeys her life through.

Little Curly promise me

You will ever truthful be!

Little Curly’s heart is light

Blithe she sings from morn till night.

Dancing, laughing, free from care,

Shedding sunshine everywhere.

Little Curly, happy heart,

May your sunshine ne’er depart.

Nov. 25, ‘99