In a universe of toys and dolls there was One planet That is to say, there wasn't one planet alone, But one specific planet This was the planet of stuffed creatures The second home of teddy bears And velveteen rabbits The place for old friends full of fluff and honey, Old grey donkeys and shy pink piggies The place to go after they've been loved to pieces The over loved and worn are Ever so tenderly pieced together The battered and abused are mended Comforted with thoughts of laughter and sun Given extra shiny buttons and softer filling The loved and misused have all have come here The adored and discarded have all come home Long after their time on Earth is through Once burned or trashed or lost Little angels fly them to the new world For a second life of happiness Home to the land of stuffed creatures