Little Debbies Doll
Little Debbie use to have a doll
It sat on a shelf on Debbie's wall
It watched every move Little Debbie made
Behind it's back it held a blade
The doll told Little Debbie don't tell what I say
For Ill have this house my way
If you tell brother, Mummy and Dad
It wont go well for them, it will be bad
One day after school Little Debbie came home
She found no doll she was all alone
Running thru the house calling for her family
Afraid to find what she might see
The house was quite nowhere a sound
Just dripping blood was all she found
Mummy, Daddy and brother are all dead
Holding each other on the master bed
Little Debbie knew it was the doll's will
It hated families and must kill
The doll left Little Debbie all alone
And went on to another home
A Poem of Reaction Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
10/01/18
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