In a room where dreams are sown,
A young lad sits with treasures known.
A shelf adorned with figures bright,
His Amiibos, a wondrous sight.

He holds them gently, one by one,
Each a hero, battles won.
Mario leaps with cap held high,
Link with courage in his eye.

Samus gleams in armor bright,
Pikachu with sparks alight.
Kirby floats, a cheerful guide,
Fox McCloud, swift and spry.

They aren’t toys, but gates that lead,
To lands of wonder, quests to heed.
With each Amiibo, worlds unfold,
Adventures new and tales of old.

Though small and still, they spark his will,
In dreams they journey, hearts to thrill.
A young lad's joy, pure and bright,
With Amiibos, he takes flight.

Can I rub your stomach

let me rub your amiibos

I heard you are a lifeguard😉😉

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