MOLLY TO HER DOLLY.
Well, dolly, here I am again,
Just home from school, you see:
Let's come down to our cubby-house
Beneath the willow-tree.
There, dolly, now we're snug and safe,
Away from horrid boys;
Oh! don't we hate their teasing tricks,
Their rudeness and their noise!
Come, let me press your little cheek,
So rosy and so cool;
And I will tell you all about
The times I had at school.
I said my tables pretty well,
But missed on five times seven:
In spelling I went to the head
(The word, dear, was e-lev-en).
At recess, Nelly Fay and I
A splendid "teter" made:
O dolly! we went up so high,
You would have been afraid.
And Nelly promised she would come
And spend this afternoon:
So, dolly, I must change your dress,
For she will be here soon.
She'll bring with her her stylish doll,
(Miss Maud May Rosalie)
Who wears real ear-rings and a watch
(As vain as she can be)!
Ah, dolly! by her Paris dress
Yours will look plain, I fear;
But you have twice as sweet a face,
My ownty darling dear!
