If Stuffed Bears Could Talk…

Another passing glance
I am stuck in this stance
and none hear my voice
I need to be someone’s first choice
Isn’t this little white tee enough?
Perhaps my fur is too rough
but there has to be a child
that can save me from the wild
and keep me close
Not today, the panda was chose
Tired of all these empty eyes that look past
I know I am better than a fish trapped in glass
but apparently no one sees that
I would never harm, unlike an angry cat
When will it be my time?
When will I be the one to find?
The odd bell does not ring for me
Beyond the bright glare, I shall not see

A new day and I wake in a man’s hand
Please don’t put me down, please understand
That the words are true, Yours Forever
I’m a little teddy, I am not clever
“Yes you are coming home with me little guy.”
That last ring was for me, off to new skies!
“I just hope my son likes you.”
Movement, the bell rings and OH MY, LOOK AT THAT BLUE!
Ow! Why did he have to toss me like that?
I wish I could tell him this new-found fact
I love you for freeing me but you can’t sing
but a happy little boy is worth this suffering

“Look what your daddy bought you!”
The boy’s innocence is a light so true
and he takes me in close and tight
A big hug just for me, this is right
He mumbles something I can’t make out
and in that moment I forget everything before
I am his forever, I have escaped that store
His tiny hand holding mine as we walk away
This is the perfect day

It doesn’t take long for my shirt to get dirty
but he takes care of me, he will never hurt me
As the days go by and his eyes change
He still comes to me despite his new love for planes
My friend tells me about everything
He wants to sprout wings
and fly far away from his parents
The happy house has become so unpleasant
but he feels better around his teddy
He grows older and older but we remain steady
The little boy becomes a teenager
and he finds himself chasing danger
Though he doesn’t see it that way
When he gets home we still have time to play
He tells me all about the dangerous ladies
and how his parents have turned into crazies

Years and years go by and he finds true love
He’s a romantic, he calls her his dove
and as things develop he tells me of his plans
That I shouldn’t worry, “Buddy, please understand
We aren’t over I just have to pass you along.
Soon you will have to keep my son strong.
You said that you are mine,
and you’ve always made sure I was fine
Now it’s time for you to shelter my son
The three of us will have so much fun
My friend, forever is far from done.”

Happy Thanksgiving! (Gobble and Gone)

I was born and bred for one thing
This day has been a long time coming
And now you are walking this way
I see the shimmer of your blade
Your ritual is known to me
You scan the pen
Looks like today it’s my turn
That evil look in your eyes
Focused onto me
A flick of your wrist
Hey maybe I don’t want to die today
There’s this lovely bird I have been gobbling at
I am so close
Give me one more day
Nope, looks like you are locked in
Although you do have to catch me first
Gobble gobble
You have to be quicker
You big lug
Come on, each gobble is a taunt
Are you going to let me run around
Mocking you?
Come on bring it on
Here look at my long neck
Ripe for the breaking
I gobble as I lift my head up
My snood flaps around oddly
Today you will earn the slaughter
That you take for granted
You are bigger and you have that shiny butcher’s blade
And yet my small bird brain outsmarts you
Humanity was gifted higher thought,
Look at you definitely not a good representative
Humanity as a whole should be ashamed
Why me, look at him he is bigger
He is large fat and juicy
Pick him today
I have things I need to do
I wouldn’t deny you some loving
Why must you deny me?
Oh wait watch out for……that
You got mud on you now
Great you’re pissed
I suppose this is all a waste
An effort in futility
So here I am standing before you
Now you are confused
I have known this is my fate
I was born for this
Well born to be devoured
This has to happen first
So let’s go already
I am a turkey as you say
Take me far from this place
And soon a happy family
Will gather around me
They will savor every bite
If that’s not purpose
I don’t know what is
So Mr Butcher do what you will
Do what you are meant to
So I can do what I am meant to
I’ve had my fun with you
Now you may have your sick fun with me
Don’t just stand there
Off with my head already
Come on buddy
Evading you has lost it’s thrill
It’s far too easy
And then you act
I step towards the shimmering steel
Bright light ignites a flicker of my future
Gobble and gone…