While at a playground in Florida, i was pushing my grand-niece (!!) on a swing and a young girl, about 9 years old, was sitting on a nearby swing. She was wearing a skirt and shirt that hinted at adulthood and boots, an outfit that looked out of place on a playground. She started talking with me as though i had been part of the conversation for years- a southern thing? As i listened to her, i realized she was wearing heavy eye makeup. Her topics were general 9 year old stuff, but then she went into this:

"My momma said we're gonna when she finds a good man, but good men are hard to find. She can't find a good man, she tries, but there ain't none out there."

It was both amusing and disturbing at the same time.