Stuffed

I liked stealing them from you

and that's why they called me Teddy

because I buttered up the children

and then I stole their furry friends

I stacked them in the closet

in rows and rows and rows

so that they wouldn't be lonely

in their final moments

And then I plucked them one by one

and took my knife to their neck

and I turned them into a

Washington Irving story

and with the door shut

I severed all ties

It was only then that I realized

somewhere and somewhen

in 1984

there was a little girl losing sleep