You stole my body from the doll's house, Refurbished - like new And ran it home in your tight, clammy grasp.
Unwrapped - undone - and clutched to your chest, Your favourite prize in a pile of bones.
When the cuts from your nails went sour and stank you medicated me - A noble doctor! So lucky you are! Just look at the leathery smiles he keeps behind cabinet doors.