Never Horrid.

There was a little girl, who had a little curl,

right in the middle of her forehead.

(Last night she could tell I was sad, so she slept with her hand on my cheek)

And when she was good, she was very very good,

(She tells me that I make her heart happy, and that I'm her best friend)

And when she was bad.....

(Do I ever miss life before kids?)

Well, not with this sweet angel....never.

Never Horrid.