113 My Doll [ a poem ]
Pretty and tall
Its hair is blonde
Its eyes are shining
With blue-blue balls.
Shining are its chubby cheeks
Smiling are its lovely lips
I talk with it, I sleep with it
I eat with it, I laugh with it.
Our bond is great
It's my soulmate.
By: Nirupma Garg

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