Little girl they said you'd end up lost But little girls don't listen very well And so you set out on your own And wound up all alone In San Francisco
: Little girl they said you'd end up lost But little girls don't listen very well And so you set out on your own And wound up all alone In San Francisco
's dead & gone - I want to live today' Kingsley Amis: [cough] Doris Lessing: I hate men! Vladimir Nabokov: Hello, little girl... William Golding: Achtung
her smile? Who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile? Well it's you girl, and you should know it With each glance and every little
town! Seated in companies they sit, with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls
