Poem: Masters Of The Universe

We found the He-Man toys in an old box. I’d thrown the Castle away years ago, silly move – but back then I though that Skeletor and all the others were lost to time. Turns out they were just chilling in a big old cardboard box. I lifted them out and gave some of them a dust – there were a few strays in there. A couple of Transformers, a G.I. Joe and som…