DIme Store DollyA Poem by ConstanceShe sits on the shelf, for awhile, Gathers dust though she's so pretty For all should fear her feminine wile- She must be cruel and raw and gritty
Doubtless, she would break you Run away, sure she'll only cheat She has no feelings as others do Stern and cold down to her feet
Surely she's incapable of sorrow Pale blue eyes are always full of lies Shooting hearts with her poison arrow Flipping fair hair, she'll eat your insides
Just a dime store dolly, like the others Perched on end of the uppermost shelf Constantly tsked at by wise old mothers For such a one must be full of herself!
Ah, that little dime store tart, the w***e! How is it she dares to go out and seek For those boys who should want more Than a soft and blushing heart and cheek?
If you shook the dust from her golden hair Looked at those eyes more closely Perhaps you'd see what's really there Underneath the glass and plastic, see...
Dime store dolly has a warm beating heart She only wants what everyone else does That's all she wanted from the start... She'll sit untouched as the shops close.
© 2008 ConstanceAuthor's Note
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Added on July 21, 2008AuthorConstanceA Small Town in, KSAboutI write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..Writing
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