Sonnet #20 Parody: Barbie

A woman's face in plastic hand painted Hast thou, my idol I forever adore; A woman's touch, not just the faulty scented Stylish hair, more than men ever ask for; An eye more bright than a star in the sky, Bewitching the soul whereupon it gazeth; Even handsome Ken in all his watchful eye, Stumbles into a trance while thee amazeth. And for other women thou leave them behind; Till Nature, thou imagine, gifteth a-doting, And by addition me, thy heart doth shine, Thou art in demand for everyone's a-wanting. But since Ken prick'd thee out for his pleasure, Mine be thy love, and so thou art my treasure.