John Thorkild Ellison (17/04/51 / Edinburgh)
Don't Listen to Sartre, Trust Your Teddy!
The answer to my existential despair
Lies in my bright red teddy-bear,
Who loves me without reservation
Whatever the degree of my alination!
I like to cherish him and cuddle,
It sorts out my philosophical muddle,
My Angst is cured, my Nausea too,
It's amazing what a bear can do!
Don't get your knickers in a twist
By being an existentialist,
Just hug your bright red teddy-bear,
He'll save you by his Being-There.
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