Barbie, My Doll - Ld
The Lost Doll Contest
Sponsored by: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd
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Barbie was its name…
To me how it came…
Difficult to proclaim!
By its side, I used to sit,
Leaving it not for a bit…
This, I promptly admit!
Call it not a doll, it’s my plea…
In it I found an innocent glee;
It was almost a sibling to me!
It was the month of May;
My cousins from Bombay,
Visited us for their short stay!
With my Barbie, they all played;
Their hands on it they all laid;
Cut it into pieces with a blade!
And threw it into a river, I was told;
My anger then was uncontrolled;
And till now, I am left unconsoled!
Copyright © Srinivas Veepuri | Year Posted 2023
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