~Treat Me...~
Oh Dolls, oh playthings, oh babes and handhelds.
Come, be my time for the moment the time shelves.
Come, you little pale pretty, come play till you bore,
come toy with me greatly till you leave my heart sore.
Your cold indifferent eyes, your stoic little grin,
caress me and placate me till you sicken within.
Aye, oh I so many playthings abound,
requesting my effort and hearts strings tight wound.
Do play, I'll play to your hearts content.
Till emotions seep and you find ill moment.
To break and cast aside for new toys await
Truthfully lying at what pleases the scene,
and kiss me, and touch me, oh be obscene.
Drag me away my pretty cruel dolls,
and keep me company behind these lonely walls.
Make me your plaything, as you tend to do,
as toys must, as toys always that are true.
Oh be dear dolls, oh be dear toys. Obedient as ever.
Come play for spell, and determine the clever.
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