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When a child wants the newest toy, They cry And scream And yell. Until they get the toy they want— And they put that toy through hell. Sometimes the toy gets broken, Or the child just gets bored. But once that toy’s been played with— It holds no value anymore. And what’s to stop a child, From growing up one day? And mistreating other things they want— Only to throw those thing away?
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
Toys
When a child wants the newest toy, They cry And scream And yell. Until they get the toy they want— And they put that toy through hell. Sometimes the toy gets broken, Or the child just gets bored. But once that toy’s been played with— It holds no value anymore. And what’s to stop a child, From growing up one day? And mistreating other things they want— Only to throw those thing away?
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21/F/Philidelphia
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
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