My teddy bear’s a great guy
Treats me well and
Lets me rest my head on his
Shoulder at night
Keeps me warm with his hot water bottle
And is with me all through the night.
But he doesn’t make my heart race
Like you do or make me warm and ….
So don’t tell him my secret
That I much prefer you to him
And that I am in love with you
Because it would break
His little teddy bear heart.
Then what would I do
With my nights
Because I would have no one
To keep me warm and cosy
And give my teddy bear kisses.
raylitpoems 2005
