Lord, I pray Thee, hear my dollies prayer, and teach them how to ak for what is right;
But if it's going to give You extra care, then You might skip my blessings for tonight.
Please make them all more loving and polite; I pray Thee not to let their covers tear, but keep their sawdust stuffings out of sight, and please help Anne to grow a head of hair.
I wish poor Bella's knees were made to bend, I truly am as sorry as can be. I hope that You won't mind, and that you'll send the blessings that each dolly asks of Thee.
And Lord, I pray that You will just pretend this is my dollies talking, 'stead of me. By Burges Johnson
