An Ode to Collectibles
I looked recently,
and found it to be,
collectibles have all gone away.
My shoes took a run,
my springs have all sprung,
my red color has faded to grey.
My wet grass has died,
my grease all applied,
the telescopes a new star they found.
My shoulder pads ripped,
my banana peels slipped,
my dummies are just not around.
My helmets are smashed,
my shoulder pads trashed,
my studs I expected were there.
But they are gone too,
perhaps with the shoes,
after all they are kind of a pair.
So I'll go watch the game,
(since the Pitch still remains),
and hope that my team wins the day.
I'll miss all my stuff,
but won't take it too rough,
more events I know will come my way.
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