Lottie
smells
The
old toys around
It
doesn't bring her
The
fun she wants to be around
So
she puts it aside
Take
on something different this time
She
listens to the soft tearing sound
The
soft feel on her teeth
“I
tell you
This
is so much fun
It
rolls along
I
can run”
The
old toys wait
Lottie
has no time
A
new one comes along
Lottie
makes it her day
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