Cotton Curl Candice.

Dressed pretty in style with her curl cotton hair,

sweet sugary scent, clothing ever so rare.

Cheeks shimmer like peach, a soft summer glow,

all colors allure, like the perfect rainbow.

With her bunny named sprig, along for the ride,

huddled under her arm with his fluffy fur dyed.

Down each neighborhood street as she hums her fine tune,

every child on the block, knows she'll be along soon.

They'll see yellow and pink, sometimes purple and green,

with bright bouncing curls leaving trails where she's been.

There's assortment of color, a soft cotton cloud,

explosion of rainbow released to the crowd.

Sweet sugar to taste bursting sticky like glue,

each grin on their faces all stained in pale blue.

Bright shades of delight springing upward with flair,

entwined like cocoon bouncing out of her hair.

Dressed pretty in style, bunny under her arm,

her curl candy hair bouncing rainbows of charm.

As she hums her fine tune down each neighborhood street,

You'll see only Candice with the sweetest of treat.