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Two of the brands of Girl Scout Cookies in 1988 were Hoe Downs and Jubilees.
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She came to my door in her suit of green
And I knew right away that I couldn't be mean
'Cause her mom was waiting on the sidewalk
Pacing left and right.
And the little girl's face was filled with fright.
"I'm a Girl Scout!" she said, looking mighty proud.
But I could barely hear her, so I said:"Talk a little louder."
She just shook her head, looked me straight in the eye and said:
"I'm selling Girl Scout Cookies, if you don't buy some, You WILL die!"
"What a little saleswoman!" I responded, a little amused.
At this miniature monster wearing shiny black shoes.
"Sorry little girl... no cookies for me today.
And I proceeded to politely try to send her on her way.
But that was not the end as you soon will see.
This little green-eyed Girl Scout was not through with me.
She glanced at her mother who then glared at me.
With a look of anger her mom hissed a plea.
Then the mother reached her hand towards her purse.
Seeing the protruding pistol grip - I assumed the very worst.
I murmured: "Uh... What do you have, I may be interested."
And As I began to speak, I saw the girl's dress was infested
With badges of all different sizes and shapes
And she turned just enough to show off the rest sewn onto her cape.
When she was through explaining, she said: "What will it be?"
I said her without hesitating: "Two Hoe Downs and one jubilee."
She put on a smirk of pure satisfaction.
She had achieved the goal of her cookie selling passion.
I felt just a bit used, as she shook my hand.
I now knew that for her - this had all been part of the plan.
Her mother placed the pistol back into her purse.
The girl said: "I busted your gate! You'll be reimbursed!"
She turned and left, trodding through freshly planted grass,
Which until that moment had not looked better at any time in the past.
I smiled to myself, as they walked down the street
Putting the fear of God into every person they'd meet.
And for the rest of my life, I'll not forget the day
That that little black haired Girl Scout came round my way.
And I knew right away that I couldn't be mean
'Cause her mom was waiting on the sidewalk
Pacing left and right.
And the little girl's face was filled with fright.
"I'm a Girl Scout!" she said, looking mighty proud.
But I could barely hear her, so I said:"Talk a little louder."
She just shook her head, looked me straight in the eye and said:
"I'm selling Girl Scout Cookies, if you don't buy some, You WILL die!"
"What a little saleswoman!" I responded, a little amused.
At this miniature monster wearing shiny black shoes.
"Sorry little girl... no cookies for me today.
And I proceeded to politely try to send her on her way.
But that was not the end as you soon will see.
This little green-eyed Girl Scout was not through with me.
She glanced at her mother who then glared at me.
With a look of anger her mom hissed a plea.
Then the mother reached her hand towards her purse.
Seeing the protruding pistol grip - I assumed the very worst.
I murmured: "Uh... What do you have, I may be interested."
And As I began to speak, I saw the girl's dress was infested
With badges of all different sizes and shapes
And she turned just enough to show off the rest sewn onto her cape.
When she was through explaining, she said: "What will it be?"
I said her without hesitating: "Two Hoe Downs and one jubilee."
She put on a smirk of pure satisfaction.
She had achieved the goal of her cookie selling passion.
I felt just a bit used, as she shook my hand.
I now knew that for her - this had all been part of the plan.
Her mother placed the pistol back into her purse.
The girl said: "I busted your gate! You'll be reimbursed!"
She turned and left, trodding through freshly planted grass,
Which until that moment had not looked better at any time in the past.
I smiled to myself, as they walked down the street
Putting the fear of God into every person they'd meet.
And for the rest of my life, I'll not forget the day
That that little black haired Girl Scout came round my way.
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