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