You are my teddy bear.
Old and worn, stained

One of your eyes is missing,
and a black X stitched in its place.

One of your legs was ripped clean off,
but has been sewn back into place.

Your once cream white fur
is now rather browinish

And your ear is torn and ripped.
Your much thinner than you used to be,

some stuffing has fallen out.
But still,

You are my teddy bear.