Remote Control
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Beauty said to herself,
I am aware of my charms,
I can feel myself,
But I have no arms,
I want to kiss and embrace,
I am perfect at my place,
I want to see my beautiful face,
I want to enjoy my lasting grace,
But I have no eyes to enjoy,
I need a repeater toy,
So the toys were made,
And the joys were made,
Keeping remote control in hands,
Beauty started the musical bands,
The toys started singing and dancing',
Loving each other, also romancing,
Let them sing and dance,
And enjoy the romance,
While stepping in harmony,
With the beats of bands,
The toys shouldn't forget, ,
Remote is there in someone's hands.
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