Quiet little ragdoll
Couldn't speak as she had
Yarn between her teeth
It muffled her hellos
And when her nose
Began to drip
There was no where for it to go
Fraying at the fingers
Stuffing falling
Out of soles
Too many cobblestones
Quiet little ragdoll couldn't see
She's made of
Glassy eyes and beads
Quiet little doll
Couldn't hold you
As her arms
They were too floppy
Lost her charm
The quiet little ragdoll
Found a teddy
Somewhat steady
Not a ghost
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