Buddy Bear

Oh the things my eyes have seen
(Though they are but two plastic beads)
And oh the tears that have soaked my shoulders
(Though they are nothing more then cloth)
Oh the song that I have sung over and over again
(Though it merely comes from metal cogs)
And oh the stories my ears have heard
(Though they are simply made of fur)

Though my body is made of cloth and fur
And my head is stuffed with cotton
I would not trade my lot in life
For though I can not speak a single kind word
I have brought much comfort and joy to one little girl
And for that I would not trade the world.

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