Little Polly Flinders Poem
Lyrics
Little Polly Flinders,
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.
Mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
For spoiling her nice new clothes.
Little Polly Flinders,
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.
Mother came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter,
For spoiling her nice new clothes.