The Newport Beach National Doll Open

We are aboard the good ship Lolly, rolling in the sea off Newport. My dolls are lined up in their chairs taking the air. The marine layer has cleared. The dolls are seated in order of their seeding. Today Lion is number one. He is the biggest doll of all, lays there with his head hanging off and his tail swishing. He will poke an eye at little bears, who are minding their business just in case. He plays at ten today. We hope for the best. What do the dolls play for you ask. They play for honey, which means love. Everybody plays for love even if they don't know it. The rude red lips of the ensanguinate dolls are at the other end. Less evolved, they are sputtering about themselves, but they look over sometimes at the babies and see themselves. So what happens when a doll grows up then if they see themselves in babies. I'm just a dollmaker, I don't know all the answers. One of the dolls today got his test scores back. For the first time it looks like he can be a Harvard doll, but he just wants to pet dogs. Dog biology would benefit from this. His brother wants to be a nursing doll so he can tell all the addict dolls to change their way. This too is good. It's all good. It's all good at Lasty's Doll Shop. You can see us there after our cruise. Goodbye now.