A Short Poem About Teeny Tiny Tin Men

My father taught me how to make action figures
when I was still a boy.

They weren’t as cool
as Rock ’em Sock ’em Robots
but they were so much cheaper
and they could become
anything I wanted.

I kept up with them
for years and years
and years.

They’re gone now.
They were better for the environment
that Rock ’em Sock ’em Robots
so they live now
only in memory.

Thanks, Dad.

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