Poor Naked, Singing Barbie

She used to sing with the sweetest little voice,
And for a while has been the toy of choice,

But with time and with age her voice has grown rough,
Her dress has been lost so she plays in the buff.

Though aging, no plastic cellulite sticks to her thighs,
No little wrinkles surround her blue eyes,

She’s been carried about near everywhere,
With this brush or that to brush her blond hair.

But alas! Last night there arose a great spat,
For whom should she sleep with? This sister or that?

Each little girl, only thinking of herself,
And now poor naked, singing Barbie has been put on a shelf!

And now, who knows just how long she will stay?
How long will it be ‘til she can come down and play?

Unless she is liberated by some impish young elf,
Poor naked, singing Barbie will stay on her shelf.

But...

While Barbie is incarcerated, The Skink is keeping herself busy by learning to cook.

And no... unfortunately my blog is not yet fixed. I'm having to post in the non-updated blogger format (thus the non-centered photos). At least I can post on this site, though it may take 2ce as long. But... such is life!

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