Dismantled Bride

After the ball was over

I took out my grand-dad's glass eye

Stood my wooden leg in the corner

Corked up my bottle of dye

Put my false teeth in a tumbler

Hung up my wig on the wall

Then what was left of me went to bed

After the ball ...

Hans Bellmer's Doll; words by anon.; pic, Maggie Hall

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