My Teddy Bear
He sits on his stool
Only four feet tall
He's brown and fuzzy
With his back against the wall.
Little black buttons
Are the color of his eyes
He has big floppy feet
With lots of ties.
His muzzle so smooth
With a little brown patch
He's so cute and cuddly
Such a nice catch.
His shoulders are broad
With his arms hanging low
He has a ribbon around his neck
Tied into a bow.
Who is this creature
Who hasn't a care?
If you must ask,
Why, he's my teddy bear.
Author: Mary Swillum
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Idlechatter (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I collect Teddy bears and I found this Teddy bear in the garbage on the side of the road. He was in very good shape so I took him home, cleaned him a little, and he now sits on a stool in my sun room.
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Comments2
lovely poem, . i love teddy bears ..
Thank you yellowrose
Very good write, may your teddy bear always bring you pleasure.
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