Toys and Cartoons With Babies
The assembly of babies
I see in conference of life
each with a toy most loved
and cartoons of great lust
one baby leads the way
another hesitates the path
but in the end every baby comes
and the path is dusty with steps
Toys and cartoons suffer
some babies bite into pieces
baby villains cut necks and legs
and only bits pile by evening
Biting without piecing together
dismembering without building
babies with rich emotions
take no time to save and build
Morning, afternoon, evening
babies in conference of life
live only for themselves
in the hall it’s only them alive
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