A Holiday Poem

Misfit Dolly

You seem to be in
good shape,

no arms or legs
missing.

Your singing voice
is lovely.

You are not a
water pistol

that mistakenly squirts
jelly, or a jack-in-the-box

with a misnomer,
or a sexually-ambiguous elf

denounced for his passion for
dentistry.

Why, then, are you
crying, Dolly?

And, more important,
what are you doing

on our island?

(Crying dolly still from this classic, if you didn’t already know.)

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3 responses to “A Holiday Poem”

  1. PL Avatar
    PL

    Is it because she has no nose?

    1. karalareau Avatar

      That’s gotta be it. And/or because she has only one articulated finger on each hand.

  2. ~Laura Avatar
    ~Laura

    I think it was because dolly was crying. She is supposed to be happy all the time, just like all good little girls.

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