Taken into school to be shown,
Left behind to be picked up by the unknown,
Served it's time as a trend,
Thrown into a closet with all the other odds and ends.
Left into the hands of the lesser order,
While they go off with a fellow hoarder,
Taken out and played with occassionally,
But never taken out of the house,
It will find its grave eventually,
This is the life and times of a toy.