Pimpom

Pimpom is a doll
Made of cardboard
Who washes his face
With water and soap

Combs his hair
With an ivory comb
And if he pulls it
Doesn't cry like that, like that

Pimpom eats his soup
And doesn't dirty his bib
Because he eats carefully
What is made with love

Only the stars
Begin to shine
Pimpom goes to bed
To sleep and rest

Pimpom gives me his hand
With a strong grip
I want to be your friend
Pimpom, pimpom, pimpom