We Go So Fur

We Go So Fur

A Poem by Andrew John
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Freeverse

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You’re so much artificial fur.

You, little bear, do not communicate,

not a word, not a single utterance.

Yet I speak to you, tap your nose,

pat your head - gently, of course.

 

I call you Mr Titch - yes, a name!

You have been at table with me,

sitting in a bar, I with others.

Should I have said we?

Yes, we were with others, yes we.

 

Now I watch, almost mischievously.

I observe with a slightly naughty eye.

Each pal will pat your nose,

tap your head, smile at you.

Yet you are so much artificial fur.



(21 Aug 2024)

© 2024 Andrew John


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Endearing write. Teddy bears aren’t just for children. The grown up children like them too. Nice uplifting write Andrew. Happy Friday.

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Andrew John

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks, Chris. An old twit still has teddy bears. And I say thanks to President Theodore Roosevelt.

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Added on August 21, 2024
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Tags: fur, teddy bear, nose, mischief, titch

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Andrew John
Andrew John

Carmarthen, Wales, United Kingdom



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