That big old creepy porcelain doll <br />staring at me after all. <br />What if it will come alive, <br />that is something I dont thrive. <br />Just sitting there staring deeply, <br />oh my gosh that is so creepy. <br />Im scared that if im not nice, <br />it will eat me with a side of rice. <br />Oh no I hear it coming, <br />I guess its time for running. <br />Oh wait this is a nightmare, <br />I`ll wake up and be outta here. <br />So i wake up to see, <br />The doll is where its supposed to be, <br />Sitting there staring at me.<br /><br />brittney blais<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-of-porcelain-dolls-that-big-old-creepy-porcelain-doll/
