Toy Master Poem by Raj Arumugam

ah, sweet little children
and their loving parents
all rolling merrily
into the fair
from happy homes
near and far

come, see my toys
my colorful toys
and dolls made
in various countries
for all good little children
of our bright world

there are toy soldiers
and there are ballerinas;
there are ducks
and pigeons
and this little pig goes:
Oink! Oink! Oink!
and this donkey replies:
Hee-haw! Hee-haw!


see this train
with its green lights;
and you’ll all
love this dancing girl
who comes alive
with just three turns
of the silver key


and with a flick of the switch
this joyous fat grandpa
laughs and raises his hands in glee;
and you can -
dearest children
and most generous parents -
make me joyous too
if you just buy a toy
and dropp the coins
in my toy bank
just before you


ah, sweet little children
and their loving parents
all rolling merrily
into the fair
from happy homes
near and far

come, see my toys
my colorful toys
and dolls made
in various countries
for all good little children
of our bright world