Little maid, pretty maid, whither goest thou?
Down in the forest to milk my cow.
Shall I go with thee? No, not now.
When I send for thee then come thou.
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About the Author: Miss Polly
Now that her dolly has grown up and moved out, Miss Polly is on the hunt for other sick, lonely and vulnerable creatures to smother with love and dodgy herbal cure-alls. She believes that Old Mac will help her find these poor dears and has signed on as his receptionist.
