Tuesday, 15 October 2013

Teddy Speaks

Kindly stop and have no fear
Worrying for a stolen teddy bear?
Aren't you scowling at nothing?
Too much of this and that
Will leave you with half of this and half of that

Teddy’s face haunts you with a smile
And you think you have covered a mile
The path you choose is a treadmill
What you achieve is a dry pill
It is a trivial cold of trivial things

Teddy wishes to say
Think and don’t stray
He feels this to be right
He understands it is better not to fight
Teddy knows but he won’t speak of it
While he enjoys life, you frown after it

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