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The little French doll was a dear little doll / Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses; / Her eyes were of hue / A most delicate blue / And dark as the night were her tresses; / Her dear little mouth was fluted and red, / And this little French doll was so very well bred / That whenever accosted her little mouth said / "Mamma! mamma!"
The stockinet doll, with one arm and one leg, / Had once been a handsome young fellow; / But now he appeared / Rather frowzy and bleared / In his torn regimentals of yellow; / Yet his heart gave a curious thump as he lay / In the little toy cart near the window one day / And heard the sweet voice of that French dolly say: / "Mamma! mamma!"