"Oh, doctor! come quick! Rebecca has a chill!" |
"Rebecca"
I have a doll, Rebecca,
She’s quite a little care,
I have to press her ribbons
And comb her fluffy hair.
She’s quite a little care,
I have to press her ribbons
And comb her fluffy hair.
I keep her clothes all mended,
And wash her hands and face,
And make her frocks and aprons,
All trimmed in frills and lace.
And wash her hands and face,
And make her frocks and aprons,
All trimmed in frills and lace.
I have to cook her breakfast,
And pet her when she’s ill;
And telephone the doctor
When Rebecca has a chill.
And pet her when she’s ill;
And telephone the doctor
When Rebecca has a chill.
Rebecca doesn’t like that,
And says she’s well and strong;
And says she’ll try—oh! very hard,
To be good all day long.
And says she’s well and strong;
And says she’ll try—oh! very hard,
To be good all day long.
But when night comes, she’s nodding;
So into bed we creep
And snuggle up together,
And soon are fast asleep.
So into bed we creep
And snuggle up together,
And soon are fast asleep.
I have no other dolly,
For you can plainly see,
In caring for Rebecca,
I’m busy as can be!
For you can plainly see,
In caring for Rebecca,
I’m busy as can be!
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