You could never decide
whether
I was a good girl
gone bad
or a bad girl
gone good.
Anyway
what does it matter?
Suffice it to say
like the little girl
in the nursery rhyme
when I am good
(oh I am..very...very...good)
and when I am bad
...even better!
Dee Wright
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-good-bad-girl-for-h/
