Then with added mischief: “And your hair is simply as fluffy as—as a feather duster.”
So then Fluffy went for a walk with the other dolls, but I had to darn a hole in my stocking.
Fluffy, tell Downy the little story I told you the other day, about the sunbeam.
And I want you to be helpless––if you can; and fluffy––if you will!
How pretty they were with their pink feet and ...