MOLLY’S NEW DRESS
She was the fairest of girls on
the hills called Westland
Young as she was, in her rags, she glowed
like Alice in Wonderland.
Humble her family was
yet she was always with a smile
Christmas came, Christmas left
yet the smiles never left her face,
Always gay and merry
her looks ravishing
Country folks wishing they had a daughter like her
never ceased praying
Dreaming of better days, Mama woke up one morning,
stealing glances at Molly as she danced merrily, she saw her eyes twinkling.
Tears flooding her eyes, she said
“I will buy Molly a new dress.”
The New Year came, Mama peeped into her money bag
the money was enough to buy a new dress.
Happily, she walked down to Uncle James’
the only store that sold clothes on Westland,
Buying the most beautiful dress on display,
she walked back home smiling, gave Molly the new dress,
It fitted perfectly.
happily, Molly ran the entire Westland in her new dress,
And the whole folks knew she had a new dress, a brand new dress,
“What a girl”, they remarked,
and they smiled happily.