It was never about the teddy bear
It just sits there
Well, actually, It lies there
Have you ever noticed that about teddy’s
They always lie at 45 to 60 degree angles
I digress
It should be about the teddy
You go to the hospital
People see a teddy, they smile
I wasn’t smiling
No, I wasn’t smiling that day
But as teddy said
At least you don’t need a DNA test
Definitely didn’t need a DNA test
Just a large drink
Several large drinks
None for teddy
That would be irresponsible
Teddy still makes jokes about it
No night feeds for you
No crying
You’ve had a lucky escape
I sit him up straight
Ten minutes later
He’s on his side
That's life.
- Author: Paul Bell (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 26th, 2021 09:20
- Category: Sad
- Views: 40
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