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"Johnny's Toy" (by Joe DiMino)

Johnny had a brand new toy—
Shined like summer day;
Smelled like pastry on a shelf
The baker’s fresh display—
Felt like fur
Of a rabbit’s foot;
Sounded like ice-cream bells—
One of a kind
Johnny wouldn’t sell—

The other children
Wanted one:
Offered him
A Wyatt Earp gun;
Offered him
A fishing reel—
Offered him
A balancing seal;
Offered him
A jumping toy—
Tempting for
An active boy—
Begged him for
Just a-little look
But Johnny’s head
From side to side shook—

I’m sorry, said he:
But you see
It’s something God
Made just for me….

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