“She’d make a fine bird,
Upon my word,
She’d sing a sweet song,
And the only thing wrong—
Her feathers and song
Would be tightly glued on!”
“Oh, Sewing Bird!” laughed Mary Frances, shaking her finger, “how did you know the voice of a ‘talking doll’ was ‘glued on’?”
How did you know the voice of a
‘talking doll’ was ‘glued on’?