Dinah.

A poem by Richard Hunter

Dinah's cheeks are black as coal;
Dinah's lips are red;
Dinah's eyes are bright, although
Dinah's off to bed.

Dinah's bows are green and blue;
Dinah's teeth are white;
Dinah's bottle's meant to feed
Dinah in the night.

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