THE NEW DOLL.
Reading edition
BY GEORGE COOPER.
You're a beautiful, beautiful dolly, And dressed like a sweet little queen; Not to care for you, dear, may seem folly, When I've but a rag-doll so mean. I know that its arms are the queerest, Its head very funny and flat; Its eyes anything but the clearest; Yet old friends are best, for all that. Your hair falls in ringlets so flaxen, Your eyes are delightfully blue; Your cheeks they are rosy and waxen, You're charming, I'll give you your due. Yet shall I give up Betsy Baker, Who hasn't a shoe nor a hat, Because you've a splendid dressmaker? No! old friends are best, for all that. You came Christmas morn, in my stocking; I ought to be proud, I suppose; And not to be pleased would be shocking: Do, Betsy dear, turn out your toes. Oh, you are my every-day dolly! And this one in silk dress and hat I'll put on the shelf: call it folly, Yet old friends are best, for all that.