We've got a dolly
That's made of stuff,
Filled with feathers
And bits of fluff;
Eyes she has,
And stocking feet,
And a shawl to keep
Her shoulder's neat.
This rag dolly
Is fine and brown;
She can't stand up
And she won't sit down.
This rag dolly
Is fine and fat,
With a bunch of paper roses
In her big straw hat!