THE DOLL’S HOUSE.
M v dollv’s house is gold and 'white, W’ith bell and knocker shining bright, it ha.- uink curtains, frilled and fine, Just like there are in year's and mine, And, like a doll's house ought to be, Pour cups and saucers to take tea. And tiny chairs, each in its place, With cushions made of silk and lace. T often visit at her house, Where she lives quiet as a mouse — It has a little room upstairs, Where every kind of frock she wears Hangs in a cupboard—though her best Is folded in a small blue chest — (She doesn’t wear it every day, That’s why with care it’s laid away).
Ami every eve she goes to bod, Bike you and me when prayers are said Aral such a busy fairy sprite Does all her housework overnight. . . My dolly’s such a smiling pet, She never cries, she does not fret, And near her soft rosy cheek Two dimples play at hide and seek.
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Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 21 August 1926, Page 18
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165THE DOLL’S HOUSE. Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 21 August 1926, Page 18
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