It’s been long told and thus well known
that little girls are made of stone.
Their little hearts beat for attention,
their tears stream down for pure contention;
and right behind those giant eyes
pounds evil’s venom in disguise.
A ticking time bomb hid inside,
as little girls play side by side
and slyly judge each of their friends,
and plot their taunts before an offense.
So forget the sugar and add more spice,
those little girls fake being nice.