The Broken Doll
Playful Addiction
I have a little porcelain doll
Our play is unrestricted
I take it with me everywhere
You might say I’m addicted
I buy it clothes
Accessorize
Tea times there are no limits
When it broke
Its little face
Appeared a constant grimace
But I still love it oh so much
I’ll never give it up
I’ll hold it tight my whole life
My heart will be its crutch
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Amos Glade
Welcome to Pteetneet City & my World of Weird. Here you'll find stories of the bizarre, horror, & magic realism as well as a steaming pile of poetry. Thank you for reading.
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ohhhh! love this. The rhyming adds another level to this poem! Great Poem!