for they are only plastic, are they not?
hanging out in dusty tubes they never did weep ,
no complaining nor laughing they said not a peep
Then along came first Carol a rather verbose old sort
he was rather loud and proud and would giggle and snort
First Carol freed his brothers from there cage
and they sprinted down stairs in a wild thing rage
"wait for me" they heard from an upper stair
they turned around to see a small Bumble there
and from a downstairs case another wild thing came
to join with his brothers on this night gone insane.
They all began shouting to their papa Bear
who came out to see them at the top of the stair.
"we want to be free" they said to their Bear dad
He agreed they should be and they were all glad!
With all apologies to my college lit professor and my old writing buddies.
no they were sleeping. I use to write radio dramas and some radio and tv spots. I usually did it early in the morning in my underwear over a word processor or typewriter. Ahhh good times. Would not have been the slightest surprise to my wife if she woke to find me playing on the stairs. 
