Baby, baby,
played with me again,
claws and fangs
for a smile
but i'm so tight
for panties.
I'm liek a
RealDoll without the user manual,
many of the buttons don't work
and all the remote controls broke
after the batteries melted.
So refined,
for a fine line between
to do and overdo ;
for it snaps
between mounds
of delight.
I'm liek a
RealDoll but they never tried out
the fuck machine program
Not because of - but how to turn
it off again is a mystery.
Baby, baby,
like a beard to beaver
tickles, teases
for white
falling out of love for
the hatty one.
I'm liek a
RealDoll without the sexual allure
something the cat dragged
in front of somebodys doorstep
"I'd like to share this with you"
As a Musé,
to chase me around
toothless loser
playin' back at you
for a duet
in poetry writ
so elegant.
I'm liek a
RealDoll for buying cheap cat food
but i have that very likeable
"It's art, I swear" program installed
which so few Dolls have.
Baby, baby,
have a whiplash on me
i'm so girlie
you're the man -
that's a hint
Better get a suitness
to barbie me.
I'm liek a
RealDoll in a shops outlet section
used, without price tags
and only for high risk, no reward
but it's funnilingus - sold!
Doll me up,
roll over me as a scent :
sandwiches
in fine lingerie for -
all that pop
my cherry poeticular,
baby, baby.
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