there was a little girl.

There was a little girl
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the
middle
of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But
when she was bad she was horrid.

this is a poem my mom recited to me when I was little. and since i let my curls reappear after my last trip to costa rica, i thought it would a be a good start and name for this blog.