Teddy Bearby Donna Wallace
Bring me a cuddly teddy bear the cuddliest one you can find Something that I can cuddle with Something real to call mine.
He used to buy me teddy bears They played on all my beds He'd pile them all around me From my feet up to my head.
I have no cuddly teddy bears and no longer do I have him Bring me a cuddly teddy bear so I can fall in love again.
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volume 9(6)This poem is copyright © 2005, Donna
Wallace, all rights reserved.
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