Charlotte

There is incomplete, but this is what I remember:

Poor Charlotte,
Well her little sister stole her baby doll
Pretty little sister,
Daddy loves her so,
And mother's in the kitchen,
Pretending not to know, not to know

Charlotte blinks, while she thinks,
I won't cry, I'll be strong.
I don't know why, but they're wrong...



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Writer(s): Mimi Farina
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