I wish I could meet your standards

I wish I could meet your standards
But I'm not perfect
Not the perfect body
Nor the perfect face...
I only have a small hint of lace
And though my personality does shine
It's not all the time
I try to do my best
But I'm imperfect like the rest
The Dolls,all of us in a line
We know we're out of time
You,shopkeeper, have thrown us aside
For some of us are missing an eye
I have lost some lace
Still I'd hoped I'd find a place
On your shelf of perfect toys
So I could play with girls and boys
A boy walked by the other day
He said I looked OK
He didn't notice my missing lace
Or the crooked smile on my face
And asked how much I was
You took no notice and sent him off
He could accept my imperfection
But you won't look in my direction
So I'll sit here rejected
Until I'm misplaced or perfected
Maybe the boy will come back
And steal me away in a sack
And I will forever be His
The perfect imperfect doll he will kiss
For his eyes never will go amiss