Ripped at the seams: The end of Teddy.

Lying in the gutter, Teddy’s on his last. His will is gone to get up and walk away from his past. Teddy is now ready to breath his final sigh. Lying in the mud and muck he starts to wonder why. “Why is it that things are thus? What did I ever do? If I had an owner, I would stick to her like glue!” And so... Teddy tucked himself under a great big leaf and drifted of to the land of nod to have his longest sleep. *** But this is not the end dear reader for Teddy coloured blue. When waking up the teddy found That he was somewhere new! Teddy’s gone to heaven! Oh how he leapt with joy. Teddy’s job from now on is To be the little angels’ toy. Such a pretty picture... *I know i said that i would only end off the trilogy of ‘Teddy’ once i met someone, but i had the poem in my head and was scared i’d forget it. When that day comes, i’ll re-post it to let you all know. Cheers then!*