Little Girl

So soft so sweet an angel in deceit

Slim as can be not a wrinkle in me

Lips so beautiful she grows thick

In all the right places

Water so pure, no one can ignore

Hair so long and black

She ready to attack

With the flip of her neck

Mouth so slick she’ll

Make you strip

With the turn of her hips

She quick not to trip

Little girl she was

Grown woman she became