The Dribble Glass

I now own 2 of them, officially a collection

Every boy’s illusion
Every young man’s dream
To have this in your arsenal
And make some poor girl scream
Saw it in the back of comic books
Along with throw-your-voice ads
Poured over those old catalogs
Full of goods 
And full of bads
Dreamt about sending off for stuff
But never had the do re mi
Today I am a junker
And it’s the kind of stuff I see
Pick up now and then for cheap
My chance to have some fun
But seriously just makes me chuckle
Those trickster days are done . . .