Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Doggone

I was a fifty cent doll prize

Stuffed in an egg in a machine.

Hardly an inch long was my size,

But looked kinda spooky and mean.

Little sis "won" me, and told her

Older bro that indeed I be

A voodoo doll and I for sure

Would grab his soul if she stuck me

With a safety pin, both of us

She waved in front of older bro.

Over me both did make such fuss.

It was fun just watching their show.

Watching the human girl and boy,

Dog tore me up as a chew toy.