The Toys & Superstitions.

The Toys & Superstitions.



The Toys.


The toys sit sadly
untouched on the shelf
unmoved from the spot
where he left them himself
now no longer played with
they grow dusty and old
and they wonder each day
how he could be so cold
but they'll stay in their places
growing rusty and bored
Timmy drowned in the river
and he's home with the lord



My eyes keep drifting to that glaring bulb
sixty watts of salvation
keeping watch over my soul
for I cannot forget what that
old fortune teller whispered in my ear
this morning past
"Don't turn out the light tonight!"
"Death waits in the corner for you!

it's four a.m. and the hideous bulb just flickered...

"Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord be with me."
"Hail Mary, full of.................

~~~~~~~~~~~©-MFB III

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