Pause for A Moment Somewhere Along Memories Lanes. A Look At Really Old toys..

Toy soldiers dressed up in their finest array, from their tall, bearskin hats to Colonial days, oh, the hours we spent and the war games we played, till the real wars came by and took our friends away.....
Toy soldiers dressed up in their finest array, from their tall, bearskin hats to Colonial days, oh, the hours we spent and the war games we played, till the real wars came by and took our friends away.....
Roly-Polys and Hickory-Dickory clocks, robot chocolate milk syrrup plus a Jack-in-the-box, Kewpie dolls and a Fisher Price train made of blocks, that we'd pull in our tracks on those long summer walks.......
Roly-Polys and Hickory-Dickory clocks, robot chocolate milk syrrup plus a Jack-in-the-box, Kewpie dolls and a Fisher Price train made of blocks, that we'd pull in our tracks on those long summer walks.......
Old cereal boxes that became plastic banks, we gave Mickey and Donald our pennies in thanks, Doc Kildare who nodded and made us feel well, plus Dumbo the elephant looking baffled but swell, two small black faced, salt shakers  folks once thought fun,
Old cereal boxes that became plastic banks, we gave Mickey and Donald our pennies in thanks, Doc Kildare who nodded and made us feel well, plus Dumbo the elephant looking baffled but swell, two small black faced, salt shakers folks once thought fun,
Peter Potamus who had a really loud roar, that would blow every nemisis flat out on the floor, and Mickey whose nose is now gone evermore, but he's still a bandleader, with that smile I adore, trolley cars stacked up high with some autos of old......
Peter Potamus who had a really loud roar, that would blow every nemisis flat out on the floor, and Mickey whose nose is now gone evermore, but he's still a bandleader, with that smile I adore, trolley cars stacked up high with some autos of old......
Funny face cups   for drink mixes sold way back when, Goofy Grape, Ollie Orange and old Lefty Lemon, a Santa Claus waving, made of very soft felt, that they sprayed over plastic like a chinchilla pelt. Some early jalopies and a school bus of tin
Funny face cups for drink mixes sold way back when, Goofy Grape, Ollie Orange and old Lefty Lemon, a Santa Claus waving, made of very soft felt, that they sprayed over plastic like a chinchilla pelt. Some early jalopies and a school bus of tin
Peter Cottontail who played our favorite song, turn the crank, play the music and we'll all sing along...race cars and an ambulance made out of tin, with a back door that opened to put patients in, some Flintstone  time bubble bath to make cleanup fu
Peter Cottontail who played our favorite song, turn the crank, play the music and we'll all sing along...race cars and an ambulance made out of tin, with a back door that opened to put patients in, some Flintstone time bubble bath to make cleanup fu
Rows of cars all lined up like a junkyard in rows, and some acrobats on sticks all ready to go, a game of quick wit, and some cards full of cues, so many reminders of what we used to do....
Rows of cars all lined up like a junkyard in rows, and some acrobats on sticks all ready to go, a game of quick wit, and some cards full of cues, so many reminders of what we used to do....
A dusty old top that would spin oh, so fast, and that fairy tale train carries me to the past,but the dust on the tin cars has grown thick with the years, each driver looks puzzled as decades disappear...
A dusty old top that would spin oh, so fast, and that fairy tale train carries me to the past,but the dust on the tin cars has grown thick with the years, each driver looks puzzled as decades disappear...
Snow White and her Seven Dwarfs once graced a cake, that was long ago eaten by a young girl of eight, as the old timers gaze at Snow's beauty and brake, in the midst of that rush hour jumbled toys make, but a small army chopper is ready to fly....
Snow White and her Seven Dwarfs once graced a cake, that was long ago eaten by a young girl of eight, as the old timers gaze at Snow's beauty and brake, in the midst of that rush hour jumbled toys make, but a small army chopper is ready to fly....
The parking's haphazard, cars   get stuck every day, cause wagons with no horses are blocking the way, battery op or friction they're frozen in place, cause it's been many years since they saw a kids face......
The parking's haphazard, cars get stuck every day, cause wagons with no horses are blocking the way, battery op or friction they're frozen in place, cause it's been many years since they saw a kids face......
But make no bones about it, most of those kids are dead,   and the skull is not talking since they boxed up his head,  milk's no longer delivered right up to your front door, the horses are glue, and the wagons no more....
But make no bones about it, most of those kids are dead, and the skull is not talking since they boxed up his head, milk's no longer delivered right up to your front door, the horses are glue, and the wagons no more....
The world's still as fair as it was long before, and we've made lots of progress ever since "64", but some still don't care, that we're still fighting wars...helicopters and planes raining death on the masses, many of those killed are wee lads & lass
The world's still as fair as it was long before, and we've made lots of progress ever since "64", but some still don't care, that we're still fighting wars...helicopters and planes raining death on the masses, many of those killed are wee lads & lass
Yet there's still room for   love, even if we go dutch, cause unemployment's high and health care's out of touch, and I'm sure they'll play bagpipes for many who die, in wars without end, hear their wailings go by......
Yet there's still room for love, even if we go dutch, cause unemployment's high and health care's out of touch, and I'm sure they'll play bagpipes for many who die, in wars without end, hear their wailings go by......
enjoy the rest of the toys
enjoy the rest of the toys
and remember all the kids who played with them...they had dreams much like our own kids
and remember all the kids who played with them...they had dreams much like our own kids
a lot of their imagination now sits on these shelves
a lot of their imagination now sits on these shelves
but it's still there....ready to be picked up by the next generations
but it's still there....ready to be picked up by the next generations
let's use our imaginations and learn how to get along
let's use our imaginations and learn how to get along
instead of squabbling from the capital to the streets we live on, like a bunch of angry children just toying around with what really needs to be done.
instead of squabbling from the capital to the streets we live on, like a bunch of angry children just toying around with what really needs to be done.

Toy soldiers dressed up

in their finest array,

from tall, bearskin hats

to Colonial days,

oh, the hours we spent

and the battles we played,

till real wars came by

taking our friends away....

Rolly-Polys.......and

Hickory-Dickory clocks,

robot, chocolate milk syrrup

plus a Jack-in-the-box,

Kewpie dolls and a

Fisher Price train made of blocks,

that we'd pull in our tracks

on those long summer walks....... .

Old cereal boxes that

became plastic banks,

we gave Mickey and Donald

our pennies in thanks,

Doctor Kildare who nodded

and made us feel well,

plus Dumbo who looked

a bit baffled but swell,

Two small black faced,

salt shakers

folks once thought fun,

we were salt, they were pepper,

until civil rights won,.

Peter Potamus who had

a really loud roar,

that would blow every

nemisis flat to the floor,

and Mickey Mouse his

nose is gone evermore,

but he's still a bandleader,

with a smile I adore.

Trolley cars stacked up high

with some autos of old,

near an old fashioned

postal truck, colors still bold.

Howdy Doody and Buzy Bee

both stand beside,

an open mouth face

that you put butts inside,

my grandpap had one,

till with cancer he died.......

Funny face cups

for drink mixes

we'd blend,

Goofy Grape, Ollie Orange

and old Lefty Lemon,

a Santa Claus waving,

made of very soft felt,

that they sprayed over

plastic like a chinchilla pelt.

Some early jalopies

and a school bus of tin,

a test pilot car that

I'd love to ride in,

A cadillac car,

a wee house for an elf,

and a double decker bus

from some Great Brittian's Shelf.......

Peter Cottontail who

played our favorite song,

turn the crank, play the music

and we'll all sing along...

fast race cars and an

ambulance made out of tin,

with a back door that

opened to put patients in,

some Flintstone time,

bubble bath made cleanup fun,

it's still in the box filled

with baths left undone........

Rows of cars all lined up

like a junkyard in rows,

and some acrobats

on sticks all ready to go,

a game of Quick Wit

with cards that held cues,

so many reminders

of what we used to do.............

A dusty old top that

could spin oh, so fast,

and that fairy tale train

carries me to the past,

but the dust on the tin cars

grows thick with the years,

each driver looks puzzled

as decades disappear...

while one lone, leaded soldier

marches on past the wrecks,

It's a Nazi who someone

should've melted I guess.......

Snow White and her

Seven Dwarfs once

graced a cake,

that was long ago eaten

by a young girl of eight,

all the old timers gaze

at Snow's beauty and brake,

in the midst of that rush hour

jumbled toys make,

but a small army chopper

is ready to fly,

and bring back some order

from its post in the sky......

The parking's haphazard,

cars get stuck every day,

several wagons sit horseless

and blocking the way,

whether battery or friction

they're frozen in place,

cause it's been many years

since they saw a kids face......

But make no bones about it,

most of those kids are dead,

and the skull is not talking

since they boxed up his head,

milk's no longer delivered

right up to your front door,

the horses are glue,

and those wagons no more,

now we all have to go

to the grocery store,

poor Little Orphan Annie's

stuck in a nursing home,

left with poor Sandy's collar,

the rest is just bones,

and that Swift boat's

for Kerry who served honorably,

till some chicken hawks

spread vicious lies ruthlessly,

led by clowns spinning facts

on a skewer till he,

fell short in the polls

lost the presidency.

make sure that you note

G.I. Joe driving by,

in his unarmored humvee,

in which he would die,

Cause bush rushed to war,

with his troops ill prepared,

seeking W.M.D's

they never found there.

The world's still as fair

as it was long before,

and we've made lots of

progress ever since "64",

but some still don't care,

that we're still fighting wars...

helicopters and planes

raining death on the masses,

and many of those killed

are wee lads and lasses.

Most steamboats have sailed

down that old river Styx,

Captain Kangeroo's

no longer up to his tricks,

Sleepy Grandfather clock's

in a coma they say

and ol' Mr. Greenjeans

sleeps now under the hay,

about six feet deep cause

they've both passed away.

Yet there's still room for love,

even if we go dutch,

cause unemployment's high

and health care's out of touch,

and I'm sure they'll play bagpipes

for those yet to die,

in wars without end,

hear their wailings go by,

Fox network is Toon-A-Vision

just spin the dails.

and watch them change faces

erasing folks smiles

splitting our nation

with their disruptive styles.

And our peace trains

been sidetracked

by their negative spins

we should bulldoze the bullshit

and silence their din.

in a nation divided

since Obama got in.

Like these old toys we're stuck

in a time warp where we

wait for hope and for change

things that we dreamed could be

in a land where our children

can live without fear

of huge debts, no insurance,

and jobs that dissappear......

overseas where a lot of

these old toys were built,

that is when it all started

let's stop passing the guilt.

Enjoy all the rest of

the toys I've displayed

look back on those good times

and be less dismayed,

and remember the kids who

once played with these toys

are much like our own children,

our girls and boys....

so much imagination

lying stilled on these shelves

let's begin re-creation

and stop killing ourselves

with an endless stagnation

in a bickering hell.

Let the next generation

see how we get along

let's start working together

help our country grow strong,

let's stop squabbling like toddlers

and learn ways we can share

all our dreams of tomorrow

then perhaps we'll get there.

©-MFB III

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Artamia 6 years ago from GTA, Canada

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Let the next generation

see how we get along

let's start working together

help our country grow strong,

let's stop squabbling like toddlers

and learn ways we can share

all our dreams of tomorrow

then perhaps we'll get there.

©-MFB III

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... They do not love that do not show their love.

There is no evil angel but Love.

... Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds.

... Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.

... Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

~~~~~~ William Shakespeare

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Listening with a genuine com-passion is an act of Kindness.

~~~ Artamia

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"YOU MUST BE KIND!"... "Still and all, why bother? Here's my answer. Many people need desperately to receive this message: I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about..." "We could have saved the Earth but we were too damned cheap." "The year was 2081, and everyone was finally equal... and kind"

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poetlorraine 6 years ago

a trip down memory lane, so enjoyed that

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