She was fair she was kind
She was my close friend
With curls entwined
Journeys she declined
She was scared of reaching the end
She loved being on her way
But resented getting there
She flopped and coughed as she made off
She disliked my Teddy Bear
He was called `Cuddles` with arms so strong
His eyes were of a pale Blue
But as night approached We bid `goodnight` to our folk
Our Prayers were overdue
So rag dolls take note let your toddlers dote
On your little polka dot skirts
Their sorrows they will relate
To that rag doll called Kate
As they pour out their troubles that hurt