Marilyns DollsA Poem by DEAN FARNELLMarilyn she collects old creepy dolls Human like babies and weird little trolls Her bedroom is the strangest of places It's a sea of eyes with staring faces. With the cold blank look the dolls deliver When you're with them alone it sends a shiver Some will smile, some will grin It's all a thrill for Marilyn A 1000 dolls, no sound they make All around the rooms awake At night she sleeps with eyes shut tight She's no need to worry her dolls won't bite. © 2013 DEAN FARNELL |
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1 Review Added on November 23, 2011 Last Updated on July 3, 2013 AuthorDEAN FARNELLHENLOW, BEDFORD, United KingdomAboutQUIRKY SINGER HORROR SONG WRITER & QUIRKY AND DARK HORROR POETRY WRITER. more..Writing
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