There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

.........
But when she was good she was very very good
And when she was bad she was horrid.....
Linda C

It seems to just be titled...There was a little girl....
and it goes just as Janet posted. On the web page I read, it said that people often say the one line about being very,very good, the wrong way(which is the way I learned it).

Longfellow's second son Earnest says of this poem: "It was while walking up and down with his second daughter, then a baby in his arms, that my father composed and sang to her the well-known lines....Many people think this a Mother-Goose rhyme, but this is the true version and history."

God Bless...