Miss Polly had a dolly who was sick, sick, sickSo she phoned for the doctor to be quick, quick, quickThe doctor came with his bag and his hatAnd he knocked at the door with a rat-a-tat-tatHe looked at the dolly and he shook his headHe said, Miss Polly, put her straight to bedHe wrote on the paper for a pill, pill, pillI'll be back in the morning with my bill, bill, bill
