A Lit-tle Moth-er
I must make my dol-ly a dress that fits;
'Tis a shame to have her look this way;
Her oth-er was torn in-to lit-tle bits,
When Ton-y shook her so yes-ter-
day.
Here's nee-dle, and thread, and thim-ble
too,
Oh, I've so much to do-so much to do!
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