Ted
I’ve got a tiny teddy,
Basil is his name
He’s isn’t very famous,
He’s got no claim to fame
He hasn’t been around the world
Nor climbed the highest peak
He hasn’t got a proper voice
So he can never speak
But late at night when we’re in bed
He cuddles up real tight
And gives his beary growl, to say
That everything’s alright
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2009
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