I'm just a toy with a family
But I'm all wool and glass eyes
Doesn't make me strange
If I live in a two-bed semi.
I'm just a bear with stuffing
For a head and no heart
Swing me by the arm
And one day I'll land out of your bed.
I'm a bear with a broken limb
For memories when you're yawning
And the council are
coming for me in the morning.
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