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MISFIT TOYS ISLAND FABLE

Alone and Separated Far from a Child’s touch Divided in much A bus with square wheels and not round A Passenger train with no steam engine pull A flying Eel A rewrite Reel All the above are Misfit toys Needing the joy from every Girl and Boy They are stuck on an island in the middle of nowhere It’s up to Santa to bring the care The Misfit Toys have nowhere to go A change needs to be a flow Misfit Toys cry out to the world they deserve a home A place where a Child and Misfits can roam Misfit toys must be seen from a different angle It’s up to the child Being enjoyment while Misfit Toys for Christmas and any season Imagine, a Misfit Toy hand held by a loving child That is the true meaning of giving.

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