Third Child (Black doll):
| This is Miss Lucindy
Ann— And though she's black as jet She's just as good as any doll To love, and hug, and pet. I found her in my stocking, dressed In this gay calico, With bright bandanna on her head, And orange ribbon bow. I think she's very pretty, And I guess that you do, too; And don't you wish that I would give Lucindy Ann to you? |
Fourth Child (Japanese doll):
| I wrote a note to Santa
Claus, And this is what I said: "Please bring to me a brand-new doll; The last you brought is dead." And so on Christmas morning I found this Jappy here, It made me laugh to see her, She looked so very queer. But I said to her politely, "Good morning, Miss Yum-Yum. This, you know, is Christmas day; I'm very glad you've come." |
Fifth Child (Rag doll):
| My dolly did not come from
France, Nor faraway Japan; She's neither Spanish, Dutch nor Swiss, She's just A-mer-i-can. I know she is not beautiful, Nor very finely dressed, But I don't care for that—I think American dolls are best. |
Sixth Child (Eskimo):
| My dolly is an
Eskimo From near the Arctic Sea; Kris Kringle brought her in his sleigh On Christmas eve for me. She always wears this dress of fur, Because where she was born It is so very, very cold, No light clothes can be worn. But when she's been with me awhile I think I'll make a change And dress my doll in colors bright; Then she'll not look so strange. |
Seventh Child (Holding a Teddy bear behind her):
| Now you all think your dolls
are fine. Of that I'm well aware; But I have one to beat them all— For mine's a Teddy bear (holding it up). He doesn't wear a fancy dress, He likes his coat of brown, And he is just as handsome As any doll in town. I like to hold him in my arms, And rock him in my chair, Because he looks so cunning— My little baby bear. |