His Favorite Toy

Hes boney, thin, slim
she's his toy, his favorite toy
he takes her out
dresses her up, does her hair
makes her face and plays with her
he likes it

She wanted it
hes having the time of his life
he can have her
forever
after dinner he takes her to bed
he likes it

She's his favorite doll
dresses came in the pack
her personality did not
he knows the she is fake
only a shell without a filling
but he likes the freedom

Wind her up and she'll dance
she'll sing, mock, disappear
criticize her without hesitation
she loved being had
so he has her again,
he likes it

She's his favorite toy
for almost a year
In his room, his bath, his bed
she is only to be takes advantage of
He will have her forever
for it was meant to be,
he likes it

You have a few grammar/punctuation mistakes, so be sure to look through it again. (A few verbs didn't match the subject, and you forgot periods.)

I like the concept of the poem and everything, but I'm just a bit iffy on what is actually being said. You kind of go back and forth between what thes boy does, and then how she feels. It kinds of seems too choppy that way.

And I'm really not too crazy about the last stanza... I mean, it's up to you, but I felt that it was too abrupt of an end, and it kind of seemed forced because of that.

I do like the 3rd stanza though...

She's his favorite doll
dresses came in the pack
her personality did not
he knows the she is fake
only a shell without a filling
but he likes the freedom

The bolded parts are awesome. Nice job. Keep working on it, though.

yay, you just made my day