The Doll Poem by Sugar Bear

Sneaking in Mrs. Melly's old attic
We'd find incredible things
And when her pesky dog would snitch
We'd flee

Even though she knew it was us
She never became bitter
Just would perticularly scold on just
A Doll we couldn't fidder

Whats so special about a doll?
I would ask myself
And our last visit from us all
I stole it from it's shelf

The doll reaked of beauty
Eyes glass of sheer blue
Her hair sprang truely
And real leather sparkled her shoes

This doll was old
Unlike any I've seen before
And her face told
She was Gold for sure

Mommy asked where'd I get it
And I'd only exsplain
It was a gift from a traitor
I'd helped sell some crane

On my shelf she'd sit
And beautyfied my room
And at night she'd glist
Almost as if she gloomed

One day I got introuble
For a mess I didn't cause
What was strange was I stumbled
When I seen her and paused

How did she get off my shelf?
I would ask over again
Mother blamed myslef
So I put her up again

The next day
I went to play in the park
And what made me afraid
Was Mrs. Melly's dog's bark

She acted the same
So I was overwhelmed she didn't notice
That her doll she saved
Was under my condulence

On my way home
Her dog kept growling and chasing me
And my only thought to get alone
Was to cross the street

As I footed the other side
It was only halfway
And out of nowhere a ride
That hit her without a brake

I went to see if it's ok
But I knew it had died
And when I though of the perfect way to exsplain
The doll was next to my side

Everywhere I'd go
And Every place I'd be
Somehow she'd show
Staring at me

This only happens
When something goes wrong
Like it's her plan
To make me unstable

That night I couldn't sleep
Because I could feel her stare
And with any sudden peep
I could smell her glare

I went to use the restroom
Out of panic locked the door
Took a second to sooth
So I sat on the floor

Eyes shut I sat
And thought leaning agaisn't the wall
And with a sudden snap
My eyes reopened to see the doll

Still giving me that stare
With those untold eyes
I grew guilty of my unfair
And cried

Of fear and agony
As I grabbed her and ran
In the rain all the way to Mrs. Melly's
And slammed the doll in her hands

'Here she is without scatch
I'm sorry that I took her
I should have never had the chance
Now I get what I deserve! '

Dripping wet she smiled
'I knew about it all along
Stealing should never be desired
When in the end it's always wrong.'

I guess there's nothing left to tell you
I learned my lesson in the end
But I can deffinitally tell you
I'll NEVER steal again