Russian Dolls

Layer upon layer then a surprise inside
Poor little Vicky has gone and died
Big plastic trash bags and the face they hide
Poor little Vicky has gone and died

Evil man, evil man has chopped her up
Poor little Vicky was left to rot
Smothered her in plastic and threw dirt on top
Poor little Vicky was left to rot

People are horrified, they can’t understand
Poor little Vicky is not coming back
Who could do this what kind of man?
Poor little Vicky is not coming back

Poor little Vicky has gone and died
Poor little Vicky was left to rot
Poor little Vicky is not coming back
Poor little Vicky, we knew her not
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Reddy Avatar
November 27, 2008 at 2:05 PM
the world wouldnt know what goodness really is if we didnt have evil and tragedies, i loved this poem it reminded me of little girls holding hands and singing in a real creepy room.
Higgins Avatar
November 6, 2008 at 6:25 AM
Wow! This poem is sad and powerful. We need to eradicate evilness from our society. Great write.
Jordan Avatar
November 6, 2008 at 5:30 AM
Misty - There are some very evil people on this earth - sometimes it is hard to believe what people are capable of - Great poem with a very powerful message - God Bless
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