I Write Poetry Little Rag Doll Little rag doll tattered and torn. With patches on your dress and your hair a mess. Scars you have many. They are easily seen. But don’t fret dolly, your life still has meaning. Your future is clean. Little rag doll, no more...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...