• Oh sweet little dolly with the cute button nose,
    curly little hair,
    and tiny little toes.
    I see you sitting there in you simple little pose
    with a smile on your face,
    and a pretty little bow.

    Oh lovely little dolly with your pretty little eyes,
    your strange little stare,
    your awkward little eyes.
    I stare with fear into your gentle little eyes,
    my heart beating fast,
    from your creepy little eyes.

    I place you in the closet in fear of you stare,
    I set you on the shelf,
    and leave you sitting there.
    I turn to walk away and I feel your evil glare,
    piercing my skull,
    pulling at my hair.

    I turn to shut the door and forget about your face,
    why wont you go away,
    get away from this place.
    Again I see your eyes and they are so sweet,
    so bright and blue,
    they pierce into me.

    I shut the door and turn to go to bed,
    so I may sleep,
    and rest my head.
    But I feel you in the closet with your beady little eyes,
    piercing through the door,
    plotting my demise.

    I close my eyes in fear and finally fall asleep,
    the thought of your stare,
    sending chills through me.
    Your eyes they are glowing with an evil devil red,
    but your not in the closet,
    your laying on my bed.

    The morning comes and I am not in my bed,
    but my body is,
    all covered in red.
    A shiny metal object sticks out of my chest,
    a sharp little knife,
    stabbed in my breast.

    But who is next to me with a cute button nose,
    curly little hair,
    and tiny little toes.
    I see you sitting there in you simple little pose
    with a smile on your face,
    and a pretty little bow.

    Its the dolly I once loved who has taken my life,
    betrayed my love,
    stabbed me with the knife.
    I'm sorry little dolly for the neglect I had shown,
    but now you leave me here,
    cold, lifeless and all alone.

    "Goodbye little dolly" I whisper in an unheard voice,
    for your on your way,
    to your victim of choice.
    I see you in her arms and I pray for her fate,
    as I lie here,
    to rot and decay.