Were Teddy
Not every toy for girl or boy
Is fun to own or share.
One has need of blood for feed --
The snugly, cuddly were-teddy bear.
This beast you see, cute as can be,
With children unaware,
Leaps up to bite necks in the night!
The huggable, lovable were-teddy bear.
Many a child bitten by wild
Rat or raccoon or hare
Today is alive, but fewer survive
The fangs of the sweet-and-dear were-teddy bear.
"Were Teddy" first appeared in
THE BLACK CRUSADER AND OTHER POEMS OF HORROR
(Springfield, Missouri: W. D. Firestone Press, 1979).
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