(Dedicated to Hoover a good Bear friend)
wall paper pic will be posted later
There up against a wall lived an according to Roy teddy bear.
With toys in front of him he couldn't less even care.
But deep down inside he felt a rare bear urge to share.
He sat with a slump and thought what he had to himself.
A silver button of joy must have been left on his shelf.
He kept alongside his rocking horse for a lil' swift rock n' roll.
But his favorite lamb on wheels just stood helpless lacking any lamb hearted soul.
For it even had a string attached to his red fire truck and was ready to pull.
The rocking horse gave swift to Roy's favorite striped ball.
As the ball rolled the lamb felt its soul of a lost stripe.
The baaaa' thersome urge of a lost desire gone lamby ripe.
The red truck felt its soul for saving the calling.
A Warner boy production going to warn her of the danger of straight balling.
Roy had felt his bandanna that always reminded him of his favorite cowboy.
Woody who gave life to the Bull's Eye Champ would carry the right toy.
But Champ was still rocking in his mind of a horse.
So Roy tried nudging a book for better or for worse.
But his magical building blocks felt his urge to move.
For the wood blocks A, B and C had been sketched upon his groove.
Block B was caught between a block of A of an apple and C of a cat.
So the bee flew into the apple until it hit flea flat.
Silly dumb bee you do not belong there.
But the apple felt the hit of a companion that brought fresh air.
What did you know the apple had a flea of its own to share.
The flea flew out the apple in hopes to see for a catch.
But the sight of a cat caught it before it could even latch.
So it flew back to the block B who was still bzzzed on itself.
But it had felt the stubborn sting of a bee to a flea upon a bear on a shelf.
For it was the bee that held the tale of one great killing.
Reminding Roy of his silver button of teddy bear living.
Feeling a butterfly feeling shaking the button into a matter of missing.
But it dawned on Roy on his old missing red truck.
Like that first bear feeling of we there yet, ____.
He fared that his silver button was off for his lamb's greater feature reeling.
That went off to a jungle world holding less of a lamb sway needing more appealing.
So Roy sat there pondering his last toy of a sailboat.
In a land A'hoy dreams hoping to catch a boy aboard his ceiling he had always had to float.
Roy held a story sailing room wall borders of ceilings longing for an appearing.
Hoping a boy's imagination could bring Woody's life back to cowboy steering.
See the book Roy tried nudging was a creation story of teddy bear feeling.
A real Rodeo ball out, a truck to save its own.
A lamb upon its own will to ride the Bull's eye to pass its drift back to the champ shown.
See rodeo's brought a swift rock back to the wall of a rocking horse Champ.
Making for the perfect toy story to read at night and then give rest to your lamp.
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