All The Bells Were Ringing

All the bells were ringing
And all the birds were singing,
When Molly sat down crying
For her broken doll:
O you silly Moll!
Sobbing and sighing
For a broken doll,
When all the bells are ringing
And all the birds are singing.

poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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