There was a little girl,
Was loved by the whole world.
Everybody loved her smile,
Even tho she hasn't in a while.
After Christmas of '05,
She wished she could just hide,
From all of the yelling and screaming,
So she started dreaming,
Of the perfect place,
Where she did not need mace,
Where people didn't yell,
And she could always tell,
Certain people to go to hell.
"Smile Girl, Smile." Her friends would always say,
Nevertheless she would never obey...