Hey there 'goodness' little bear
Atop the highest shelf
Tell me how you got up there
Or did you have some help
Come down, come down; Before you fall
The floor is far away
And if you fall how will I know
No words you ever say
Days pass by and still you hide
High up must feel nice
Still my little teddy bear
I miss holding you at night
I'll pound, come down, don't make me mad
I'll shake this like a tree
And now I see you over here
I think you're mocking me
How is it that a teddy bear,
Can fly from here to there
From top of shelves so very high
Then be in mom's best chair
Tell me why in pretend
Is pretending ever wrong
I think not for us, the best of friends
That's why we get along
(02/17/2019)
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