Posted by Katushidy on October 10, 2003 at 19:56:34:
Little Miss fickle,
sat on a nickle,
and used it to buy me a rose,
when she saw that id except,
her turn off metter lept,
from her head shoulders knees and to toes.
refrain
Not just another nursery rhyme,
dating back to the biggining of time,
just as sour as lemon and lime,
shell never be mine o never be mine shell never be mine o never be mine
Always just in for the chase,
stopping once she wins the race,
slow and steady always the pace,
but dumps you with a straight enough face
refrain twice