The maybe-not-so-true yet very sad tale of a boy with no eyes and his mother's magic voodoo doll that became a real girl.

There lived once a boy,
or maybe there did not.
But I'll tell you his tale
that the whole world forgot.

You see, this boy was born without eyes,
and grew up to be skinny and frail.
While all the other boys were playing
he stayed in to read braille.

One morning his sweet mother
lay really still upon her bed.
So it took him some time to
figure out she was dead.

The poor boy was all alone now,
'till one day in late fall
he happened to find lying there
his mommy's old voodoo doll.

All day he used talked to it,
but the doll just lay there still.
Little did he know, however,
of his mother's final will.

She never wanted anything
but for her son to have a wife,
so that night it suddenly happened
that the doll became alive.

Oh, how their happiness was great at first,
but soon problems arose!
For the needles still stuck within her
prevented anyone from getting close.

So when the boy, unable to see,
decided to hug his new-found wife,
his quite unfortunate tale ended
and alas, so did his life.