Little thistle

Better watch out!
Parents say that
God's eyes always peer from heaven,
So never lie!
You're an ugly girl when you cry.
Stop to whistle;
Don't burp out loud;
Feet on table are not allowed.

Be a good girl!
Parents say that
The Lord loves good girls and bad girls
He prosecutes.
With hands on hips and sulking lips
I wait to be struck by lightning.
Sky keeps silent,
Daddy's hitting hand is violent.

Behave girl-like!
Parents say, but
I don't dance dolly-bird ballet
In the stiff dress of a princess.
I'm a pirate!
I want to be free, climb a tree,
Spit cherry pits
On people's heads.

You're a big girl!
Daddy says that
I'm too heavy,
He can't carry me
On his shoulders.
I raise my chin, go on tiptoe,
Looking at the world from below.
Why does it take so long to grow?

Take care, beware!
Parents say though
Archangel Gabriel protects
All the children.
I can swim without water wings,
My head's hopping like a beach ball
On wild waves. I'm unsinkable
If I struggle.