Barbie Of The Abyss

by RainbowSlider   May 31, 2012


She lives on a back road.
Croaks like a horny toad.
But I think she is a doll.
Alice, don't you fall.

Chasing rabbits, again.
This one is a friend.
Makes me feel tall.
Alice, don't you fall.

Watch where you go.
Theres a fire below.
And then I feel small.
Alice, don't you fall.

Sister is fast asleep.
The hole is way deep.
I hear my vertigo call
Alice, don't you fall.

Oh, no; Marmalade.
Too late; I will fade.
Such a sweet miss.
Barbie of the abyss.

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