"She wrapped herself in a pretty dress ...
And then on her waist a silver bow did she caress!
Then settled her hair into a bun
And pinned up all the open ends seeming undone!
Thereafter she went to the mirror wall
Hair... wrist... shoes... She checked them all ...
And then judged how high her heels went...
Then rated herself a ten on ten!
There after she went around the town
Wishing smiles to ones who once got a frown...
And so she said,
'Hey Miss muffet...
that's a pretty tuffet!
Hey Miss Jill,
Dare not climb up the hill...
Or else you will fall all over with that pail!
And you! Mr Incy Wincy Spider,
You must buy an auto glider
To ride you up to the water spout sooner!
Woohoo! Mr Humpty Dumpty
You better get down the wall
To avoid that bumpy-lumpy fall!'"
"Haha!" laughed mother,
That was a pretty story dear daughter!
But now it is time to sleep... Come on... Faster!"
"No.. No Mama!!!
The girl is not home as yet
Let her finish the rhyme town stroll set!!"
Said she, the tiny and innocent narrator mistress!
And on and on her story went!
And the doll strolling through the rhyme book bends!
Untill some dreamy pixie dust
Shut the little girls' eye vents!!!
-the_inkdiary
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