My little green teddy bear
Sits on my shelf
It’s really cute and small, I care
It has a patch on its belly
With the letter L

I got it when I was born
It reminds me when I was little
It is very fragile, and a little torn
I would say it is good
Even good as gold

It’s got a rip in its neck
It nearly has no head
It’s as cute as a kitten
But I hardly think about it
When it just sits there

When it got ripped it went RIP! TEAR!
I can’t pick it up so it just stares
Into my room, people care
So do I, my teddy bear