Andrew Burbidge |
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I Love My Little Teddy |
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I love my little teddy | ||
His name is Eddy | ||
My father says I'm soft because I'm five | ||
But I don't care | ||
I love my little bear | ||
Somehow he makes me glad to be alive | ||
When I'm in a muddle | ||
Or when I want a cuddle | ||
I hug my teddy | ||
Then I feel allright | ||
People say you silly-billy | ||
But I say willy-nilly | ||
Teddy's nice to snuggle up to in the night | ||
And sometimes late at night | ||
When I am full of fright | ||
And there may be monsters there | ||
But it is too dark to see | ||
I hug my teddy bear | ||
Which helps to ease my cares | ||
And when I say a prayer | ||
I know nothing can harm me | ||
He never makes me cross | ||
He seems to know that I'm the boss | ||
He's been with me since I was only three | ||
If I leave him home I find | ||
That he's always on my mind | ||
That's why I take him everwhere with me | ||
When I play with my toys | ||
And I make a lot of noise | ||
And mother's cross old teddy doesn't mind | ||
Grown-ups are so tough | ||
But teddy isn't rough | ||
He's soft and cuddly and he seems so kind | ||
And if you knew | ||
Teddy like I do | ||
I'm sure that you | ||
Would love him too | ||
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