I remember,
After a long day of volunteering
At a local non-profit’s auction,
That we found an old rocket kit.
You could take a toy rocket
And attach a fuse
And watch it sail upward.
I remember,
That we could not find a rocket,
So we looked through the leftovers
That hadn’t sold.
We found some old Barbies
With matted hair and torn up clothes.
And boy, could those dolls fly.