I went down to the Broken Store
To buy a shattered toy.
There were so many choices
That my heart strings rang with joy.
A G.I. Joe with out a toe,
A bat without a ball
(and if you tried to swing it
You were guaranteed to fall).
Matchbox cars with just one wheel
And dolls without their knees.
A game of Twister so destroyed
It looked like shredded cheese.
Kazoos that made a silent sound
And books without an end.
There even was a bent pinwheel
Impossible to mend.
I browsed through all my options and
I settled on Twister.
It’s worthless and it’s perfect as
A gift for my sister.