Polly had a sister, Molly, who had a brother, Olly. The three lived happily until Polly lost her dolly. There was a border collie that was seen with the dolly. They found its owner, but he only offered her a lolly.
"I want my dolly!" said Polly, there with Molly and Olly.
"Golly, I don't have a dolly!" said the man with the border collie. The sisters scowled, Olly frowned, then the man's head hit the ground.
"Next time, just give me back my dolly!" screeched Polly as Molly and Olly took the scarlet speckled lolly.
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
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Ramblings of the Soul (✅)
Poetry1st Place Winner of The Diamond Awards 2017 1st Place Winner of The Angel Awards 2017 Best Cover Winner of The Coruscate Awards 2017 Best Title Winner of The Wicked Awards 2018 • • • Hello, friend! Do you crave a horrific end or just simply a morbid...
