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I once had a sweet little doll, dears, The prettiest doll in the world; Her cheeks were so red and white, dears, And her hair was so charmingly curled. But I lost my poor little doll, dears, As I played on the heath one day; And I cried for her more than a week, dears, But I never could find where she lay.
I found my poor little doll, dears, |
Ongoing Tales From the PastOld time fairy tales, poetry, and stories for children of all ages, with new postings monthly by Antelope Publishing
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