DOLL'S HEAD
The Late Isabel
from the album: Doll's Head

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I did what I had to do. 
A madding voice told me to
Rip the head off the baby doll 
Lying in bed out the window
Down, down, down the street
Off the end of the block
Where a council of cats
Chit-chat.
“Go rip it, too.”

Oh, look at those baby blues.
One claw buried down those baby blues
See her head tossed around and about.
Pretty pout. What a girl! See her curls
Like a can of worms—
And she squirmed.
“I saw you do that.”
Don’t ruin my bed you’re dead. 

There goes my baby doll’s head
Quite dead.
Look at those baby blues.
Two claws 
gouged out those baby blues.