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There's an old ragged teddy
I used to hold tight,
He sits in the corner
In the darkness of night.

I don't play with my teddy anymore
I have outgrown him,
But he looks at me with sad eyes
His future grows weary and dim.

I have a new toy
Mommy bought it just today,
I take it everywhere I go
With this new toy, I love to play.

The old ragged teddy
Sits in a cardboard box,
Ready to be given away to someone else
It just sits there and gawks.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Sept.7/2005

Just figured I'd start writing more children's poetry.