Sue:
Little girls
Little girls

Everywhere I turn I can see them

Little girls

Little girls
Night and day
I eat, sleep and breathe them


I'm an ordinary woman
With feelings

I like a man to nibble on my ear
Though I'll admit no man has bit
So how come I'm the mother of the year?


How I hate
Little shoes

Little socks
And each little bloomer
I'd have cracked

Years ago
If it weren't for my
Sense of humor


Some women are dripping with diamonds
Some women are dripping with pearls

Lucky me! Lucky me!
Look at what I'm dripping with
Little girls


Little cheeks
Little teeth

Everything around me is little
If I wring
Their little necks

Surely I would get an acquittal

Some day

I'll step on their freckles
Some night
I'll straighten their curls

Send a flood
Send the flu
Anything that You can do

To little little little
Little little litt... uhm, little
Oh, little girls


Some day I'll land in the nut house
With all the nuts and the squirrels

There I'll stay
Tucked away
'Til the prohibition of

Little girls