This is the epitome of all stories
Toy stories
Were made for people
Who love stories
Love stories
Always get caught in the mix
Some people aim for tens
And then find themselves
Waking up with a six
You know how the nursery rhyme goes
Something about the river Styx
Hell
With that life doesn’t seem worth living
Even if that’s only the gist
Describing those with fear
Of diving into the depths of the water
To find the pieces and bits