Daddy's Little Angel

Daddy’s little angel,
On a swing so high,
The neighbours watched,
All did sigh.

She took to paddle,
On a cycle so fast,
In a hall of mirrors,
The stigmas did last.

She swam in waters,
Untested and deep,
Necks bent and craned,
To sneak a peep.

She read and recited,
When others all laughed,
The mistresses of reality,
Closed that bar.

She fought her battles,
Proudly a lone warrior,
Let the bards write,
She needed no saviour.