Envious Of Teddy Bear Poem by Possawat Piankij

Envious Of Teddy Bear



Truthfully, I'm not sad I'm not her lover,
But envious of her pretty teddy bear.
It cannot speak, blink or think.
It just stares at her lovely face.
Then, she gives it a warm embrace.

- Dean Crookes -

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