Boys for Vicky
By Aixerona
Boys for Vic were baby dolls To play with, collect, then set aside, Break by accident, try to fix, give up Because she found a new one to play with Oh-so-much-better, and prettier, too. Friends for the girl were Treasures within treasures To guard with her life Til the end of time Lest she got hurt A thousand ways. Vicky lost a hundred And lost herself ten thousand times None of us can now recall How many times Victoria died. Written April 21st, 2002 © on Apr 21 2002 10:14 AM PST, Sarah Bernard 0 • 10
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"Boys for Vic were baby dolls..."