TEDDY BEAR

As green as grass from a king and queen’s garden.
As happy as a new born puppy.
As bumpy as a rock from a volcanic explosion.
It’s my teddy bear.
A lonely one.
Lives on a book shelf with nobody but books.
Wants to play but can't.
Actually I cannot reach the book shelf.
It’s my bumpy, green, happy, lonely teddy bear.
Who I feel bad for.