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What are little girls made of, made of?

What are little girls made of?

Of sugar and spice

And everything nice,

That’s what little girls are made of.

My wife asked me what my column would be about this week. I told her that I had written about fathers and mothers and also little boys, I thought I would consider little girls. She said it would be OK but to be careful what I wrote, some readers seem to think I am revealing some of my inner thoughts. Well, maybe I have been guilty as charged. I ain’t admitrin’ nuttin.

I’ve been accused of liking women better than men. Thank God for that. It is my opinion that all men do to a great extent, unless they are afflicted with that taint which I have often wondered if Paul referred to as his ‘thorn in the flesh’. But let’s think about little girls. Do you remember when you were a little boy and some little girl wanted you to play house, and be the father of her dolls and how silly you felt? I believe that if a group of children were the sole survivors of some catastrophe, the girls would take on the responsibility of perpetuating the species. Bless these little daughters of Eve. In Isaiah 7th chapter, 14th verse we find that; “ A young girl will become pregnant and bear a son.”

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