
Miss Polly had a dolly who was sick, sick, sickAnd she called for the doctor to come quick, quick, quickThe doctor came with his bag and his hatAnd he knocked at the door with a rat-a-tat-tat
He looked at the dolly and he shook his headAnd he said, “Miss Polly, put her straight to bed”He wrote on a paper for a pill, pill, pillI’ll be back in the morning with the bill, bill, bill


