Ode to A New Toy

Out of the box
shiny and new
You have a certain smell
that jars my nose
and makes my brain happy.

You are heavily lightweight.
Your instructions written
by a person with little grasp
of the language required.

I look for a power cord,
a place to put one —
any hole, really, will do.
You are flawlessly
flawed.

Confronted by the fact
that perhaps
you were mailed with
instructions
not your own:

Oh, new toy. How you
disappoint!

But wait–
A child comes.
Takes one look and utters the magic phrase:
“THIS TAKES BATTERIES.”