Ying and Yang

There was a boy who had a toy But had no place to play He met a girl who loved to twirl And play with boys all day Toes in the sand he took her hand And placed it on his toy The little girl would twist and twirl And the boy swelled with joy Most every day he loved to play With the little girl next door With little doubt his toy now out Though sore he asked for more Now up and down and all around The game went on and on Though quite a blast toy didn't last So the little girl was gone