Little Girl

Another poem about "Coraline", focusing on the more childlike and whimsical feeling of the story

Little girl, kinda sad
Little girl, kinda mad
Little girl wants something more
Little girl finds a door
Little girl is crawling through,
Finds familiar things, brand new

They look at her, with strange black eyes
It’s pretty creepy, but also nice
She gets what she didn’t have before
She wants to stay forevermore
It just seems so pleasant, so perfect and yet
She receives warnings from mice, tea and cats

The woman asks her if she wants to stay
Without hesitation, she shouts an okay
It seems settled quickly, there’s just one thing to do
There are black buttons they need to sew
Right into her eyes, she won’t shed a tear
The little girl’s heart is filling with fear!

She escapes quickly, wonders what’s going on
But when she gets home, her parents are gone
They’re missing, they’ve vanished, nowhere to be seen
She has to go back and challenge that fiend
To free her family and all the kids trapped
She’ll have to be clever to find out where they’re kept

The game is a dangerous one and she almost lost
If this had happened, she’d paid a terrible cost
But with courage and brains and the help of a cat
She presented the Beldam with a match well met
The prisoners freed, she escaped, overjoyed
Just the devilish key had to be destroyed

In the dark of the night, she went to the well
Ready to watch the key, relieved, when it fell
But the demon had one last trick up her sleeve
And without a friend, the girl would have been relieved
Of her life, of her love, of her spirit so clear
But this little girl had conquered her fear

Little girl, sometimes sad
Little girl, sometimes mad
But she learned that the grass on the other side
Might just be too green, might just be too bright
And of course, she still sometimes wants something more
But now she’ll be careful what she wishes for