Oh what did I see,
by the dawn's early light?
but a mass of white fluff
from the toy Teddy unstuffed!
His giraffe was now dead,
its "guts" covered my bed.
Teddy sat there, with pride...
"No more for you! " I then cried,
I vowed not to sew
up, any new holes!
I will make Ted a toy
...one he can not destroy.
Oh say does a Pom's teeth ever, ever, ever wear out?
Because, until they do, toys will suffer Ted's fatal chews!