I Want to Become a Living Doll
How have I learned to conquer the drudgery of waiting rooms and transportation, no matter their required length of time, in a most delightful way? Why, it is simple! I prepare myself by freshening my makeup, checking the crisp, straight symmetry of my bow tie, and then I remove my ordinary little white gloves, exchanging them for my special, extra-dressy gloves of pretty white lace, with the sweet little ruffle buttoned around each wrist! Then I am ready to stay posed pretty as a picture, sparkling fresh white gloves clasped formally, sitting straight upright, setting ankles primly touching together, and breathing deeply in meditation as my nicest, broadest smile remains fixed yet unforced, thanks especially to the beloved strictness of my high, starched standup collar and laced-up corset! Thus I exercise as my duty a display of charm and noble propriety, sweetening my environment, hoping to influence others to follow suit! a return to good manners, dressing well, lovingly posed smiles, and Ah, me... may we even see the return of bows and curtsies!
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