Don’t you worry child
You will never starve
Your bubble gum smile
Will break daddy’s heart
You can order him around
He will get you the red car
Cause you’re Daddy’s little gal
Don’t you worry babe
Daddy will be there
To keep you warm and safe
All your debts will be paid
You just play the game
Throw a fit or blackmail
You can live in Disney Land
Don’t you worry pretty doll
Get yourself a handsome boy
He will baby-sit your toys
Keep him till you get annoyed
There is more where he came from
You can’t afford to be bored
You must always be adored
Don’t you worry ma’am
Find yourself a loaded man
You will be his trophy wife
He can order you around
But you will take him for a ride
In his red antique car
You will have the last laugh
Cause you’re Daddy’s little gal
©2008 Dosia McKay
I enjoyed your poem. I do believe I will have to put some thought into it since I have two grown daughters and believe me, the are daddy’s girls (within reason). I have always been amused at when they wanted to a DLG and when they didn’t. A convenience they have come to value. Thanks for sharing.
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