Keeper of Hearts...
collector of toys.
Taking what's close to the girls and boys.
What his image protrays is the heart in his name.
What he collects is quite the same.
He steals the toys for his own accord.
For he is a heart, he cannot afford,
all of these toys that he goes to take.
He goes to steal more, once more if they brake.
He lives in a forest, secluded and free.
Splicing his toys into what would apear to be
a pantheon of gods from the Middle-East.
The others that he made look more like a beast.
Above him, his gods, sitting noble and true.
Waiting to be told of on a final que.
One's of a Rubix Cube with 44 eyes.
A sticker is missing, not a big surprise.
Given a body with a suite jacket.
He has a xylophone, but makes not much racket.
Directly bellow is Rainbow Bright.
She swings on her swing and with her eyes in sight
look up to he, the Keeper of Hearts
as he floats there and looks over his land of toy
through his View Master he knows they will never give him
True Joy...
The End.
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Friday, January 16, 2009
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