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Hunk of Plastic

When I was a little boy There was one I called my favorite toy Though I loved it, it wasn’t the real McCoy. I got it in a trade with my friend Roy Mommy it did annoy When Dad stepped on it, I played coy Though a hunk of plastic I found joy With all my games I did employ Against big monsters I did deploy A box of firecrackers did destroy I really miss that toy

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Date: 12/23/2010 8:30:00 PM
thankxxx for supporting my current contest Robb... good luck .. and happy holidays with luv...
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