DUMPED DOLL
Dear dumped doll, scarred and bald, Telling us with Rosebud lips Of how that she was German born And came to England on a ship.
Telling us, through even teeth, Of how that she was once most dear To a child who aged and died - While she, though sightless, still is here
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