Poor Little Girl

Awakened in the night Knew something wasn't right Held Teddy close and tight Then flipped on the light, Followed eerie sounds Her emotions were in flight Pushed in and stepped through Saw her mother in between With a pistol in the mouth And a whipping stick from the south Now, there's no doubt What the chatter was about, So, she stepped on back out As a weird feeling loomed, She was scared couldn't sleep And just stared at the moon, Tears began to flow She didn't understand Why her mother had 2, Men in the room.