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

'There was a little girl,
who had a little curl,
right in the middle of her forehead.

When she was good,
she was very very good,
And when she was bad,
she was horrid.

Does everyone know this little poem. I have known it since it I was a little girl. My mom, and grandmother used to tell it to me a lot. As I was looking in the bathroom mirror getting ready for dinner with my Father-in-law I saw some of my hair on my forehead was a little curly, which in turn made me think of this poem. Let us all hope that I will be very very good tonight!