You see, when humans get bored, there body styems slows down, there common sense withers away, and everything in their system goes haywire. But for us dolls, we could care less. But, when us dolls and stuffed animals get bored, we go into intense meditation. This meditation helps us clear our minds, helps us to remain clam, and, if in a deep enough state, can let us time travel. Time travel stage of meditaion is rare.
Did you know that, Just like my onwer, I am very poetry-fluent?
Paula: I've never heard any of your poetry.
Well I didn't want you to steal any of my ideas. You being humans gives you a HUGE advanetage.
Paula: Go ahead and type a poem.
Ok, here it goes:
Waiting.
It's like a sword in the back,
When all space and time goes black.
It's like I'm frozen in time,
Because I act like a mime.
I'm Waiting.
Waiting for you to come play,
So we can be friends all day,
And act all merry and gay.
But you won't play with me today.
You just leave me on the floor,
And you shut the bedroom door.
You lock yourself away,
when I just wanna play.
I'm Still Waiting.
Sometimes you cherish me so,
And we so merrily flow,
Into this world that only we know.
But then,
It's nothing
Again.
I know you have all your friends,
Most of them want me to end.
And you have stuff to do,
that I wish I could do to.
They look at us with hate,
Just because they can't relate.
Why don't they understand,
That friendsship is what we demand.
No, not friendship:
Sisterhood.
Sadness fills my soul
When they go out of control.
They toss me unto the floor,
ANd kick me right out the door.
You're the only one who cares,
I know you're always there
For me,
And it's that bond, that keeps me
Waiting, for you.
Butterfly Josefina Community Member 
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