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The Doll of My Dreams

by Barb Hensongispsaca

I went to see a gypsy girl
because I could not sleep.
I told her all I did was hurt-
all night I'd lay and weep.

I said I craved my Audrey Ann...
I really had it bad.
When she refused to be with me,
my sweetness turned to mad.

I told the gypsy I would give
whatever it would take
to make her mine for all of time
but it could not be fake.

She looked just like a Barbie doll
but, me she could not see.
A potion made to claim her love
is what I want for me.

That gypsy girl, she smiled at me.
No problem she could tell.
She grabbed my arm, looked in my eyes
and said all would go well.

She hummed a catchy little tune
that pounded in my head.
She checked a book, then mixed some stuff.
Her eyes were turning red.

I tried to move, to run away,
her chanting hurt my mind.
But all my thoughts of Audrey Ann
could not be left behind.

When she was done, she turned to me,
then handed me a vial
that I must give to Audrey Ann-
it looked like greenish bile.

"Make sure she drinks it," gypsy said,
"then she'll belong to you."
I need to claim my lady love
and know her love is true.

I forced the liquid down her throat,
she passed out right away.
My Audrey Ann would be my doll
and never want to stray.

She did not move, she did not talk,
she only sat and stared.
I shook her then I realized
she'd always be right there.

She'd be my girl forever more
she'd wait my beck and call.
The gypsy gave me what I craved...
I had the perfect doll.

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