DoLLY, DEAR

Dolly, dear, with a smile so warm,
as it has been through all these years.
Though you already have lost an arm,
you, my doll, still shed no tears.

Your porcelain face and pale pink lips
are deeply admired by everyone around.
You smile as though you feel such bliss
and your face will never be marred by a frown.

Oh, my doll, you seem so content,
but what about the girl you're with now?
she looks so sad and her eyes reflect such torment.
Doll, is this the cause of your vow?

You pledged that no one else will smile,
for you were there smiling though you feel no joy.
But now you're happy with your guile -
now, the wolrd just seem like your little toy.

So there you are right now, with one arm gone,
And that is for stealing the smiles of everyone around.
Dearest doll, you've become the devil's spawn.
Oh, dear, you deserve to be buried beneath the ground.