ClementineA Story by Leviathus Fortes
Clementine was a ragdoll
With two button eyes She had very curly hair And a patchwork dress She had a girl named Sally With whom she did play They were the best of friends She loved her very much One day when Sally went to school Clementine awoke Her perception quite a blur She had noticed something missing One of her button eyes was gone She searched under the pillow Under the covers as well Then she leapt down from the bed She crawled around while looking It wasn't under there She ran to the toy box Where all her other friends stayed None of them had seen her eye So out they all came to help look Everyone searched around the room But nothing could be found Clementine was frantic What was she to do When Sally returned and saw the eye missing She'd throw Clementine away No child wants to play with broken dolls It's the same with broken toys Clementine was scared She did not want to go But it was already too late The bus pulled up School was out She'd spent the whole day on her search What happens when Sally walks through that door What would happen next The others jumped back into their box And pulled the lid closed Clementine climbed up the bed and sat back into place She heard footsteps coming up the stairs She heard footsteps down the hall Then door cracked open Sally was now in the room Sally set her backpack down As she walked towards bed Clementine just watching her With fearful thoughs stuck in her head Sally picked up Clementine And carried her to her desk Sat Clementine down And opened up the drawer She pulled out something silver It what a needle Clementine was doomed At least that's what she thought Until she saw a spool of thread Then Sally reached into a pocket That Clementine had on her dress She pulled out a button Then pushed the thread through the needle's eye She stitched the button back on Clementine Who was now relieved Sally loved her little dolly And now had fixed her up And given her a hug Clementine was happy Then she pondered for a moment Of the day at the park She had fallen off the swing That's when the button had come off The button was in her pocket It had been there all along Always in the last place that you look She recalled her only pocket Sally had kept it by her heart © 2017 Leviathus Fortes |
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