My Teddy Bears are trouble,
they spilled milk on the floor.
They scribbled on the wall
and used red marker on the door.
I tried to stop Mister Bear
from squirting the toothpaste.
The sink was full of shampoo
and he even took a taste.
I caught him in the kitchen,
with sugar everywhere
He also dumped the flour
and disappeared without a care.
I was left behind by Teddy
and found in another room.
The sight was tremendous
and it left much to assume.
Suddenly I heard it loud
'Clean up this mess you made! '
'But, my Teddy Bears are to blame,
I tried to stop the raid.'
My guilty eyes looked up
with Teddy in my hands.
I knew we were in trouble
but nobody understands.
The Teddy Bear's made me do it,
I even asked them why.
They didn't even say a word
and that caused me to cry.
It was Mister Bear all along,
he told me what to do.
I saw the flour on the floor
and some was in my shoe.
I cleaned up the huge mess
and it only took an hour.
while Mister Bear laid there
covered in toothpaste and flour.
After we got cleaned up
I was left to take the blame.
But, I disciplined my Teddy Bears
so they would face the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem