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My Teddy
I have a little teddy bear
His name I have forgot,
He sits upon my pillow
I love him quite a lot.
His fur was once pale yellow
But now he's rather bald,
He still has both his eyes and ears
But I don't know what he's called.
My mum often used to wash him
And hang him out to dry,
Hanging by his ears on the line
I'm sure I heard him cry.
At night I would hold him close
Warm and safe as I slept,
All of my childhood toys have gone
Only my teddy have I kept.
By
Heather
(Mokey's Mummy)
