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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345000" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Negligent Mary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AH, Mary! what, do you for dolly not care? <br>And why is she left on the floor? <br>Forsaken, and cover'd with dust, I declare; <br>With you I must trust her no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought you were pleased, as you took her so gladly,<br>When on your birthday she was sent; <br>Did I ever suppose you would use her so sadly? <br>Was that, do you think, what I meant?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With her bonnet of straw you once were delighted, <br>And trimm'd it so pretty with pink; <br>But now it is crumpled, and dolly is slighted: <br>Her nurse quite forgets her, I think. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suppose now–for Mary is dolly to me, <br>Whom I love to see tidy and fair–<br>Suppose I should leave you, as dolly I see, <br>In tatters, and comfortless there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But dolly feels nothing, as you do, my dear, <br>Nor cares for her negligent nurse: <br>If I were as careless as you are, I fear, <br>Your lot, and my fault, would be worse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And therefore it is, in my Mary, I strive<br>To check every fault that I see: <br>Mary's doll is but waxen–mamma's is alive, <br>And of far more importance than she.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ann+Taylor">Ann Taylor</a><div class=q>
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And why is she left on the floor? 
Forsaken, and cover'd with dust, I declare; 
With you I must trust her no more.

I thought you were pleased, as you took her so gladly,
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