Brother and sister
Once there was a little girl,
who had lost her doll somewhere,
she cried all day and night,
but no one could find it anywhere.
Everyone was looking,
in every corner of every room,
but no one found it,
not even in the basement by the broom.
Then one day her big brother came home,
and boy she was surprised,
her brother had her doll in hand,
but it was a bit disguised.
It had a beautiful new dress on,
and everything broken was renewed,
her brother had repaired her doll,
she was so glad, he knew he wasn't screwed.
who had lost her doll somewhere,
she cried all day and night,
but no one could find it anywhere.
Everyone was looking,
in every corner of every room,
but no one found it,
not even in the basement by the broom.
Then one day her big brother came home,
and boy she was surprised,
her brother had her doll in hand,
but it was a bit disguised.
It had a beautiful new dress on,
and everything broken was renewed,
her brother had repaired her doll,
she was so glad, he knew he wasn't screwed.
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| Auteur: twotoe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Suus | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 28 november 2004 | ||
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