Doll Poem
 For Nan DOLLS
Dolls, dolls, they're everywhere, They're on the counter, They're in the chair. They're in the closet Up high on the shelf, There's even one I think is an elf. There are dolls in the bedroom And dolls in the hall And pictures of dolls that hang on the wall There are tall dolls And small dolls And all sizes in between. There are blonde dolls And brunette dolls And some with ankles green. There are girl dolls And boy dolls And some that you just can't tell. But based on the way That these dolls are dressed I'm sure that it's just as well. There are delicate dolls And sturdy dolls And some dolls with falling hair. There are nude dolls And lewd dolls (But those are very rare). There are ugly dolls And pretty dolls And one with a sock on its head. The way that they turn up All over the place I'm afraid to just lie down in bed. There are formal dolls And casual dolls And one that's dressed as a prince. There's one with new duds All covered with suds That's surely in need of a rinse. There are dolls partly dressed Who seem to be stressed And one doll that's just wearing socks. And just when you think She's got all there is Another one arrives in a box. There are Sasha dolls And Ginny dolls And I'm sure there are several Mary's. But just when I've grown Used to it all, My God! She's now buying faeries! But with dolls everywhere In the home that we share Each day is more than alright. Since the best doll all the while Is the one with the smile That I get to sleep next to each night. by Harry Miller
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