Marilyn Lott (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)
A Bear named Teddy Fuzz
Once upon a time there was
A little bear named Teddy Fuzz
At night he’d hate to go to bed
“I wonna’ play tonight, ” he said.
“Okay, my son, it’s up to you
For I’ll not tell you what to do.
“Stay up all night, ” said Teddy’s mother
But don’t wake up your little brother.”
He built a house with tinker toys
He played with all his soldier boys
With blocks and cars and boats and such
He took his ball and played some catch.
But pretty soon Teddy’s eyes grew faint
He dropped the brush as he tried to paint
So Teddy climbed in Mama’s bed
Upon her shoulder he laid his head.
“I can’t stay up, you’re right, ” he said.
“Could you carry me to my bed? ”
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