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Their hobby horse carved from wood Upon metal frame and bouncy springs Kept our boys on the trail of good Rounding up outlaws and wild things Hot wheel cars and yards of plastic track Racing from living room to kitchen They'd chase after their cars, then run back Over and over, I should mention... Tonka trucks and a pile of sand Under the pear tree in our back yard Each one operated by little hands To get the boys outside, was never hard Forts made from sheets hung on the clothes line Or in their bedroom if it would rain Turned an adventure out of lunchtime Or "Boys Only" club when the girls came Blocks of wood cut different sizes and shapes Dumped out onto their bedroom floor Became odd alien landscapes Strewn from bunk beds to closet door Just an old ratty cardboard box Dented pan lid for a steering wheel No need for stereo or remote door locks As their first car, it was a steal So much fun, no batteries needed No computer generation Active minds cleverly seeded By two boys and their imagination