Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.
Her mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
(or: And scolded her dear daughter,)
For spoiling her nice, new clothes.
Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.
Her mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
(or: And scolded her dear daughter,)
For spoiling her nice, new clothes.
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