Aren't I your favorite rounded friend.
I fit in all chairs but who cares,
I can smile or grin for any type.
Stealing your blush or glance.
It's all fun funky hugs that spoil you
smiles and cooing you're soon embroiled.
I am a warehouse of soft toys,the favorite meal
Isn't that what you seek, not how you want to feel?
Comfy and fluffy, esconced far from stress
softness just rubbing and calmly caressing
Seeking dimples and bright eyes
Give it give it wild wide smiles
enough of this false hot stuffing
you'll be mine
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