Teddy, I've been bad again, 
   My Mommy told me so; 
   I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
   But I thought that you might know. 
   When I woke up this morning,
   I knew that she was mad; 
   Cause she was crying awful hard, 
   And yelling at my dad. 
   I tried my best to be real good, 
   And do just what she said; 
   I cleaned my room all by myself, 
   I even made my bed. 
   But I spilled milk on my good shirt, 
   When she yelled at me to hurry;
   And I guess she didn't hear me, 
   When I told her I was sorry. 
   Cause she hit me awful hard, you see, 
   And called me funny names; 
   And told me I was really bad, 
   And I should be ashamed! 
   When I said, "eI love you, Mommy,"e 
   I guess she didn't understand; 
   Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth. 
   Or I'd get smacked again.
   So I came up here to talk to you, 
   Please tell me what to do; 
   Cause I really love my Mommy,
   And I know she loves me, too.
   And I don't think my Mommy means,
   To hit me quite so hard; 
   I guess sometimes, grown ups forget.
   How really big they are! 
   So Teddy, I wish you were real, 
   And you weren't just a bear; 
   Then you could help me find a way.
   To tell Mommies every where. 
   To please try hard to understand.
   How sad it makes us feel; 
   Cause the outside pain soon goes a way, 
   But the inside never heals! 
   And if we could make them listen, 
   Maybe then they'd understand; 
   So other children just like me, 
   Wouldn't have to hurt again. 
   But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
   And pretend the pain's not there; 
   I know you'd never hurt me, 
   So Goodnight, Teddy Bear! 

May Creator Bless the little children;  All the children of the world.

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