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I'm a doll
I like to stroll.
I'm small, I cry,
I stood and i try.
I don't care,
I have you to share.
You feed me, you carry me.
Thus, you love me!
I'm a doll,
Creepy i like to call.
I have sister,
She's a bit twister.
She's black and i'm white,
We are different,
But much alike.
I'm a doll.
Fuzzy they call.
I much likely round,
and i'm brown.
I sometimes smile and
sometimes frown.
You can find me in every store,
you can cuddle me more,
and you can bring me to bed with galore.
I'm a doll,
with strings to hold.
There's a story about me too,
which really makes me moves.
You play the music,
I dance,
Dancing never sick,
You laugh with much in hands.
So We Are Dolls.
Care to Play?
- by DevilKroma |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 11/25/2009 |
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- Title: DOLLS
- Artist: DevilKroma
- Description: Just about dolls try to guess what kind of dolls they are.
- Date: 11/25/2009
- Tags: dolls
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