Sassy Pants
by Stacy Peterson
She’s a candy-colored girlie-girl,
Copper haired with lots of curl.
She’s so alive
Coming up the drive,
Bold and brassy,
Super-sassy,
Here comes little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s got paisley pants with extra flair.
Rainbows sparkle in her hair.
She’s sugar coated pink.
Doesn’t care what you think.
A little flashy,
(But never trashy)
She’s little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s a precious Princess of Play
Out to get her way.
You’ll love her all the while
As she wraps you in her smile.
She’s got a heart as big as KMart,
She’s little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s never one for a long good-bye
She’ll just up and fly.
Oh, how we’ll miss
Little miss priss.
Off she goes.
A kiss she blows.
There goes little Miss Sassy Pants.
by Stacy Peterson
She’s a candy-colored girlie-girl,
Copper haired with lots of curl.
She’s so alive
Coming up the drive,
Bold and brassy,
Super-sassy,
Here comes little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s got paisley pants with extra flair.
Rainbows sparkle in her hair.
She’s sugar coated pink.
Doesn’t care what you think.
A little flashy,
(But never trashy)
She’s little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s a precious Princess of Play
Out to get her way.
You’ll love her all the while
As she wraps you in her smile.
She’s got a heart as big as KMart,
She’s little Miss Sassy Pants.
She’s never one for a long good-bye
She’ll just up and fly.
Oh, how we’ll miss
Little miss priss.
Off she goes.
A kiss she blows.
There goes little Miss Sassy Pants.
