As she eats her ice cream,
Everyone who walks past her sees a daydream.
A smiley, sweet little girl,
Whose hair is in soft beautiful curls.

Not only is she kind,
But she has s wonderful beautiful mind.
Sweet, and polite,
Always having a soft glowing light.

A beautiful smile,
That fits her beautiful style.

But I wonder,
What is under,
Her head.

Maybe,
She doesn’t like people,
Seeing her like this instead.