Porcelain Dolls


Bear leans over 
and tells the porcelain dolls
a dirty joke.

Mythic perfection of
their rigid cheeks,
painted blush, 
radiates the fragile aura of love;
their giggles disguise 
their ruffled discomfort.

Self-possessed, Baldy sez:
"put a lid on it Teddy,
we are to be cherished
and require protection,
not titillation."

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