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HECTOR THE COLLECTOR

by Shel Silverstein
All:
Hector the Collector
Collected bits of string,
Collected dolls with broken heads
And rusty bells that would not ring
.


V1: Pieces out of picture puzzles,
V2:
Bent-up nails and ice-cream sticks,
V3:
Twists of wires, worn-out tires,
V4:
Paper bags and broken bricks.


Small Chorus: (Call and Response)
Old chipped vases, half shoelaces,
Gatlin' guns
that wouldn't shoot,
Leaky boats
that wouldn't float
And stopped-up horns
that wouldn't toot.


Butter knives that had no handles,
Copper keys
that fit no locks,
Rings
that were too small for fingers,
Dried-up leaves
and patched-up socks.


Worn-out belts that had no buckles,
Electric trains
that had no tracks,
Airplane models,
broken bottles,
Three-legged chairs
and cups with cracks.


All:
Hector the Collector
Loved these things with all his soul‹
Loved them more than shining diamonds,
Loved them more than glistenin' gold.


Hector called to all the people,

Hector: "
Come and share my treasure trunk!"


All:
And all the silly sightless people
Came and looked...and called it junk.