The grown
ups want her to play
And watch
her through the mirror
Study the
pictures on display
Looking
for signs of terror
The dolls
that are so life like
The men
dolls have a tool
She
impales on a spike
And treats
it very cruel
With the
play dough she plays
Her hands
moving so nimble
They watch
until she moves away
From her
phallic symbol
This can
not be childish art
Just when
did abuse start?
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