I'd hate to be a teddy bear
That's given to a child
They're often badly beaten up
That's if the owner's mild

They can be grilled or barbecued
If the child thinks they're cold
Or they're sucked 'til they're close to death
And rarely they get old

They're cuddled for ten hours a day
But far too tight to breathe
It's only when they lose themselves
That they will feel relieved

Worst of all for these faithful pals
Is when they're pulled apart
Or when their friend sits on their face
And rides them like a cart

Still they go on with all their love
Until they face the end
They're given to the new baby
And it's endured again