A little girl named Jolly Holly
Sat on the bed with a little bunny
She laughed, giggled and jumped around
Until she fell upon the ground
Little Ms. Jolly Holly
Didn't got hurt but felt so happy
She grabbed her dress and twirled again
She twirled until she counts to ten
Jolly Holly went to town
Until she saw a funny clown
They laughed along the narrow road
And saw a big, fat, scary toad
Little Ms. Jolly Holly
Skipped to home until she's sleepy
The next morning she felt so jolly
And that was the story of little Ms. Jolly Holly
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