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?