“Here, play with this, and I’ll tell you a story.”
“I remember you. a rag doll all huddled up on our doorstep.”
And tears that I have covered with patches Red and yellow patterns, nothing I own matches, hey Where I have them sewn with black stitches Are made exposed to be soiled and tattered, hey
I’m just a little girl, I’m Raggedy Ann Making believe I’m happy, hey Raggedy Ann, falling apart at the seams
Hearseeno 