Pretty Pink Girl, with Your Pretty Pink Hair

"Pretty pink girl, with your pretty pink hair,

My pretty, pink, perfect, little girly teddy bear"

She looks back as he smirked with that devilish glare,

She's smitten as a kitten, she smiles back if she dare.

Six years they're married with a little baby pink,

You think that would be enough to make the boy think.

He lurks in the shadows and plays with her head,

Till the point where she's wishing she was stone cold and dead.

Like a cunning owl he glides through the night,

Preying on new love and eating every bite.

Then returns to their very own home at just gone seven,

She's led there awake all night wishing she was in heaven.

6 months went on and she was getting number,

He wakes up, his little girl crying for his mumma.

Walks to the bathroom and sees her lying on the floor,

She couldn't his bitterness so took her life therefor.

"Pretty pink girl, with your pretty pink hair,

I'm sorry" he gazed into her deep blue stare.

howling for forgiveness and cradling his own spawn,

And Wishing he himself had never even been born.