Kirby

Kirby is my bear,
She has nice brown hair.

I was as lucky as a four leaf clover.
When she was handed over.

On the 4th of December,
Is what I remember.

She’ll always be a part of me,
For what I can see.

While she sits on my bed
at the very head.

As cuddly as an overfed teletubby
She is my best buddy.

I love her so much
Kirby is a memory I will clutch.