The Lost Doll Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina
06/23/23
We’ve picnicked at the local park It’s time to go, as it’s getting dark But Lucy’s lost her small rag doll And can’t sleep without Millie Moll We have to find Lucy’s special toy The roundabout doesn’t bring us joy We search the swings, climb the slide Please find my doll, poor Lucy cried Tears start to drip down Lucy’s face Her doll has vanished without trace Rain is falling, our clothes get damper So I go to pack up our picnic hamper Beside the cookies I find Millie Moll Look Lucy, here’s your favorite doll Oh I’m so sorry mummy, guess I forgot But she loves those cookies such a lot! A beaming smile lights up Lucy’s face The rain turns heavy and so we race Along the muddy path to our front door Lucy has her doll, she’s safe once more
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