Miss Polly

Miss Polly had a dolly who was sick, sick, sick
So she called for the doctor to come quick, quick, quick
The doctor came with his bag and his hat
And he knocked on the door with a rat-a-tat-tat

He looked at the dolly and he shook his head
And he said, "Miss Polly put her straight to bed"
He wrote on a paper for a pill, pill, pill
"I'll be back in the mornin' with my bill, bill, bill"

Miss Polly's little dolly soon got out of bed
So she called for the doctor and she said, said, said
"I don't think the dolly really was that ill
So I don't think that I am goin' to pay your bill"

The doctor was angry, and he said, "Look here
If you waste my time you'll have to pay I fear"
Miss Polly went as pale as a ghost, ghost, ghost
And she said, "I'll put a check in the post, post, post"



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Writer(s): Abigail Jane Cotton, Anna Ruth Scantlebury
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