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The Lonely Doll
(专辑: Wit's End - 2011)
In tribute to all things petite, Pretty and sweet, This verse I
offer and greet In desire to replete A
portrait painted from truth But imagined to soothe For Beauty, eternal in youth Loves pity, compassion, and ruth I
stumbled out of the
saloon An evening last June And heard a
distant, mournful tune Under the
dyad moon My Soul, though with wine I
did douse The
song did arouse I
followed, a
drunken louse Unto a
cardboard house And through the
window to see A
doll before me Singing to the
mirror was she Was it a
plea? Her room was all dresses and bows For a
doll needs her clothes She leaned in to breathe from a
rose And stood on her tippy-toes With a
brush made of jade and pearl She straightened her blonde curl I
saw the
sad eyes of a
girl Under teardrops, aswirl She went to her canopied bed And laid down her head She picked up her sheep-doll and said Something with dread Though I
was too drunk to make sense I
felt her Essence And turned to leave this pretense For night, black and immense I
remember that singing doll And her grievous call As a
little reminder to us all Whose sadness wasn't so small
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