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Angeleaka

My name is Angelleaka

I pee and cry


And pee and cry


I was made in Hong Kong


I am plastic


With squeaky leaky legs


My name is Angeleaka


My bladder does not exist


Don't ask me why


I'm just a doll


So I'm not being droll

I have a drink

Then pee and cry


No nappy change for me


No kind word or advice

Once I was a top dollar doll


Now they've downsized the brand reducedthe price,

No turning back!


Caroleaka squeaker has been flown in from Japan

She squeals and laughs and FARTS and CRAPS!


ORGANIC CRAP


my days are numbered


looking forward to the slumber

OF dry days and weeks


Without a weepy tear or sudden leak

Submitted: Monday, June 25, 2012
Edited: Thursday, October 04, 2012


Poet's Notes about The Poem

marketing and the plight of an original doll that poohs an anthropamorphic reading of the psyche of an incontinent doll

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