Sat on the shelf
Next to some books
Never played with
Because of my looks
Im not the first
and won't be the last
Teddy bear
A relic from the past
No longer cute
Or cuddly too
I've been handed down
To be with you
A little threadbare
And tatty at the seams
I still have my smile
And bow faded cream
Maybe one day
You'll look and see
I'm not that bad
And you'll love me
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