The Girls in the Circle by Nikki Giovanni
The Girls in the Circle
The girls in the circle
Have painted their toes
They twisted their braids
With big yellow bows
They took Grandma's face powder
And powdered each nose
And sprayed Evening in Paris
All over their clothes
They are amazed
At how they look
They smell good too
Mother may not be amused
The girls in the circle
Now tease and giggle
They look so grown up
With that high heel wiggle
Their pearls are flapping
Their dresses flow
They are so sorry
They have no place to go
Mother refuses to drive them
Anywhere
Looking like that