Rag Doll Blues Poem by Cat Hodgson

Dancing with my yarn hair
Blowing in the wind
Wish for a little touch
From my human friend

Yet there he is in the sand box
With dirt on his hand
I wish I were a sparkle
Yet I'm worn out and bland

A bright and shiny dump truck
Glitters red in his eye
I guess I've falling out of luck
All I get is good bye

For little boys grow up
to run and play
Maybe when he's man tall
On a rainy day

He'll remember me and look back
On the days we'd play!

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