Toy Victory - Poem by Jan Sand
When teddy bears with angry stares
Come marching down the street,
One must be wise, avert one’s eyes,
Bow and be discrete.
Keep quite mum, act quite dumb
And shuffle with the feet.
The fuzzy squads in silence plods
With a steady menacing beat.
They spread their fear to make it clear
To all we must retreat,
Shrink back, courage, spirits slack,
Their dominion is complete
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