TEDDY:

Round, rotund, fat & four ten squared,

Rolls of stuffing, plump & prickly haired,

Little beaded black eyes & crooked grin,

How could they throw you in the rubbish bin?

One ear bent, the other really quite skew,

Covered in bin gloop & someone’s old stew,

One paw up begging & another one down,

You really do look quite like a little clown.

I pick you up & with me I take you home,

I could never leave you in the bin all alone,

Good hot bath, some suds & a hard old rub,

Leaving your past in the brown scummed tub.

Now you´re all soft & fluffy, gold, fat & round,

You sit on my bed, feeling warm, safe & sound,

As I close the door, a tear I see in your little eye,

And hear your voice whisper, “Now it´s just you & I.”