Recycled--Sparrow

The Little Bisque Doll With A Tear In Her Seam Intro~ A little bisque doll and a little rag doll And a dolly imported from France Were sitting one day on the shelf of the store With a doll that could wind up and dance When all of a sudden the shop keeper heard A scream that rang out through the store And this was the plaint of the little bisque doll That made such an awful uproar (Roar)(Roar)(ROAR) Verse, The First~ Of course In the end It would all come back to you And then we’d all Meet again As you take you’re final breath With a tear And a bow You exit of the stage of life Leaving us to fall (With the bull