Awkward arrangement
A good girl, sometimes gone bad
That curl in her hair
What was it she knew
That being bad was okay
When the curl fell flat
And, when she was bad
She was oh so very bad
No nursery rhyme, this.
Peace, bad girls.
When She Was Good
Awkward arrangement
A good girl, sometimes gone bad
That curl in her hair
What was it she knew
That being bad was okay
When the curl fell flat
And, when she was bad
She was oh so very bad
No nursery rhyme, this.
Peace, bad girls.
By Ian Garrabrant
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I might have imbibed a couple of glasses of wine when I wrote this!
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🙂
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Gotta love Mae West: When I’m good, I’m very good. When I’m bad, I’m better.
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Oh yes!
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