Toy Dragon Recycling

Little scales, tiny flames, endless skies, recycled games

A toy dragon sitting still, waiting for a new thrill

Colors faded, stories told, in the heart of ages old

Plastic wings that used to soar, now next to the toy store door

Dreams of fire in its eye, hoping someday it will fly

Turn the cycle, don’t let it fade, give it life again

From the trash to the parade, find the magic within

Recycling dreams, reborn in light, toy dragon takes flight tonight

From broken hope to shining gleam, in the trash, there’s a dream machine

Let’s restore, let’s create, past the waste, we innovate

Toy dragon, come alive, in renewal, you will thrive

Bits of plastic, bits of time, transforming rhythm, rhyme

Once discarded, now embraced, in new form, interlaced

Echoes of a childhood roar, now a legend to adore

From the ashes, sparks ignite, turning waste into delight

Turn the cycle, don’t let it fade, give it life again

From the trash to the parade, find the magic within

Recycling dreams, reborn in light, toy dragon takes flight tonight

From broken hope to shining gleam, in the trash, there’s a dream machine

Let’s restore, let’s create, past the waste, we innovate

Toy dragon, come alive, in renewal, you will thrive

Spin the wheel of change around, find beauty in what’s leftover

In the junk, a kingdom found, endless stories yet to cover

Every piece reclaimed and bright, turning darkness into dawn

Future’s hope in recycled sight, a new legend being born

Toy dragon soaring high, painted with the sky

Recycled, reborn, forever young, forever strong