My little girl
So precious and treasured
My adoration for her
Can not be measured
Her smile like a Star
Her laugh like a Faerie
I hold her tight and
My heart is merry

When we wrassle she throws
A fit and giggles
Then I lie atop her and
She groans and wiggles

I stroke her hair
Silken sable
She smiles at me
And I am able
To scale a mountain
Or cross a sea

I call her slut
And inhale her gasp
She gives me her self
Her love I clasp

So many women in
This little girl
Who all want to love
Laugh and play