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A poem I wrote 6 years ago about a porcelain doll. |
| A pretty porcelain doll, With pretty brown hair, And pretty hazel eyes, And a pretty porcelain smile. A pretty porcelain doll, In a pretty silk dress, With pretty matching shoes, Matching her pretty white skin. A pretty porcelain doll, Standing on a tall wooden shelf, In a dimly lit room, All by herself. A pretty porcelain doll, Now smashed on the floor, The pretty porcelain doll, Is pretty no more. |