I am a bear and made for love

I’ll take the smooth and the rough

All cuddles are good but especially if soft

I should never have been put in the loft

 

But then they found me and brought me down

I said goodbye to the train and the clown

They washed me and then they brushed me too

And gave me a red ribbon bright and new

 

And now I wait all wrapped up tight

Peering through the paper at the light

Gazing up at the Christmas Tree

I’ve waited such a long time you see

 

And then suddenly I am lifted high

The wrapper gone and I see his eye

Like his father before him – I am his

He squeezes me hard and it is bliss

 

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