Little girls are underfoot

Almost all the time;

Little boys are somewhere else

Being tempted of some small “crime”.

 

You send a posse for the boy

To make sure they are okay,

While begging that the little girls

Just “go somewhere and play.”

 

Girls flit like little butterflies

And socialize with you;

With little boys, you never know

Just what they’re up to.

 

But either one that you may have,

You’ll certainly know joy—

God sends it to you with each child,

Whether girl or boy.