by Andrea Byron
(1996)
Timmy takes his teddy Ted
Every night to his bed
When he woke with his eyes so wide
teddy Ted was not by his side
Fear and fright filled Timmy's face
poor teddy Ted was not in his place
He searched the sheets, he searched the bed
but nowhere to be found was his teddy Ted
Today Timmy took no one to school
He cried so much he could have filled a pool
He loved little Ted like his own son
there isn't a bear just like that one
He hauled off to home with a tear in his eye
but then saw his mom with a big surprise
I squeezed and I squished without an end
Because teddy Ted and I