Bathed in tepid water, br powder puffed in clouds of special talc: br this little lady is then pigtailed br with coloured ribbons br and dressed to kill. br br Placed in her royal carriage br that bumps up and down br the pavements of High Streets, br she stares up at passing knees, br looks straight into the hungry, br wolfish eyes of dogs. br br Today is shopping day; br a day for her to leave her mark br and make her the star br of some naughty cabaret. br br In tempting stores, br her tiny hands will reach br for all that she can see; br never quite understanding br why, it doesn't all belong to her. br br Deprived and unrewarded br by messy chocolate dreams, br she sucks at the empty air br and pitches an almighty scream; br that falls and grates br on the edgy nerves br of innocent shoppers. br br The scream then turns br into a nagging mummbling whimper, br before that uncontrollable fit. br br Her eyes now red br as a Bourneville wrapper. br Candlesticks below her nose, br bubble in a manic rage. br Her feet stamp the footrest br like a Spanish dancer….. br br This world, can seem so unfair, br to a little girl... with ribbons in her hair.