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Toys

Little dollies, plastic spiders, wooden tops
litter the painted pink floor
trying very hard to tiptoe
around all these toys
broken toys, new toys, old toys.
like a cat I am stealthy,
sneaky and quiet,
Stuffed monkey, a snowglobe and a baby rattle
Too many toys are in this room.
Much too small of a room.
Clowns, paintbrushes, feathered pillows
Really, how does it Work?
What child can play with this many,
toys?
Written by Myheartdiesforyou (Mysa)
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