Beaten, broken, battered, bruised,
and yet, he sits there, still well used.
Proudly up against the pillow,
proud to be this young girl's hero.

Although the neck is slightly wobbly,
and the tail now quite floppy,
he still remains in her heart.
I mean, he’s been there since the start.

Taken by her, to every event
and never to how much it meant
to that young girl, who still does believe,
that this was the best gift she would ever receive.

Now you must be thinking, who is this thing?
What’s so special? Can he sing?
The answer in front of you is obvious, in fact.
He’s a young girl's ted. A giraffe to be exact.