Porcelain doll
Lovely face
Sitting there
Full of grace

Held up by
Your wooden stand
That frilly dress
Looks so grand

Beautiful little
Baby blues
A pair of
Black shiny shoes

Wish you could speak
Unable to talk
Get off your stand
And take a walk

Face never changing
Always staying the same
Having no emotion
Is part of the game

Arms and legs
They'll never bend
Wish that you
Could have a friend

After a while
That case becomes a cage
A small price to pay
Cause you never age

Maybe someday
You'll come to life
You will find love
You'll be a wife