My Doll

You said you hurt;
I cried for you;
My tears ran down
When you were blue.

But now you’re glad,
And I am glad,
And in my world
There’s no more sad!

Then am I just
A puppet true,
Who puts his trust
In Muppet you?

O doll, my doll,
My very own,
I stand or fall
For you alone!

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