Rummaging round the cupboard and the smell was getting rife
There he sat, proud as punch, that bear made by Steiff
1920's since he'd last had any play
Just sat in the corner looking benign, and that's where he'd stay
A move of his arm under that cardigan they'd had knit
Legs that dangle and now lose, let's get him fighting fit

Rotten to the core his fluff now to be rebuffed
A filler of modern type, now that's the kind of stuff
Eyes that hang on from the nimblest of thread
A cuddle and a kiss and this bear is ready for bed

A story he could tell of the Germans and how they did slaughter
Dropped in the corner by the village mayors daughter
Just left to rot until it's new owners undamaged his house
Feet now nibbled and left to rot, all by the local mouse

Love can come in many guises and this new life is so sweet
It's new owners place him proud with pictures for their tweet
Now a star of the telly on a show by BBC's The Repair Shop
Thanks Julie and Amanda,
You've given me a new life,
Please don't ever stop :)

Teddy Bear (in worn out wear)

JJB