Alright, since it's an anything goes as far as what art is represented, allow me to attempt some things.


A gothy girl, pale skinned did stride,
Upon the sand of sun lit beach.
Machine made girl paced along side,
And to the other's hand did reach.

"It seems to me a lonely place,"
Said goth, as she did slide away,
"And yours is but a sand made face,
A game alone, for boys to play."

"But I am real, quite real enough,"
Said doll, upon that sunlit sand
"The beach, they say, is romance stuff,
And I would take you by the hand."

The goth and doll did then embrace,
And walked together in that place.

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