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Toy-Shop

I knew this toy-shop-
the shutterbugs & frills,
behind the dark nights,
a horse loosing the race,
against hypocrite-funk men,
a train shaft to never harm,
unlike the metal railways,
with no fish-plates. 

Where, "Kramer Vs Kramer",
is not appreciated,
and Hoffman’s egos,
does not surfaces above,
the colorful brick games,
which no kids of their age,
can construct or build,
in their ageless innocence. 

The monkey clatters,
the parrot chatters-
happier in their plastic shapes,
for they may last longer,
than their babies,
pampering them like parents,
and then killed someday,
for their parent’s controversies. 
Written by anandosen
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