“YoYo” by Marques Dobrow

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I had a little yoyo,

It travelled up and down;

Courtesy of a reel of string

I twirled it round and round.

 

Every day I walked the dog

and journeyed round the world.

I’d create a baby’s cradle

And make loop to loops unfurl.

 

I’d forward pass and go over the falls

And produce a man on a trapeze.

Then hop the fence and go around the corner,

Whilst the throwdown was done with ease.

 

On other days I might do the sleeper,

Skin the cat and reach for the moon.

Go into a time warp or gravity pull,

And then breakaway by noon.

 

Where is my little yoyo now?

It still twirls round and round.

A young lad bought it at my garage sale

And took it out of town.

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