Mommy, Johnny stole my doll
Now, he’s not giving it back
At the expense of my tears
He is having a crack
…
He is always doing this, you know?
Troubling me just for fun
He plans to trouble me more
I am sure that he’s not done
…
Should I steal his toys too?
Hide them in the dark?
Or throw it in the dustbin
Of a nearby park?
…
Mommy, will you tell me
What I should do now?
Should I complain to Santa?
But I don’t know how
…
Search for it in my room?
Is that what you say?
But I’ve already done that
Today like yesterday
…
Fine, I’ll look under the pillow
I’ll search beneath the bed
Oh wait, I think I see something
Is that my little doll’s head?
Mommy, Johnny Stole My Doll
This is adorable! I love the way you captured so perfectly the sibling prattle and the way kids want mommy to solve all their troubles!
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Thank you.
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In my home, it was Mitch who stole my doll and never gave it back and then I found pieces of her (and she was a nun doll, too).
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