He sat on that dusty old shelf for ten years
Waiting to be picked
Waiting for someone to love him
But when be was picked
He wanted to go back
He didnt know what was going on
But he was more lonely then be had ever been
He missed his shelf
He wanted to be taken back
He tried everything from ripping off buttons
To ripping out his stuffing
He finally acheived his goal
His owner picked him up
And threw him in the trash