All those teddy bears...
All those teddy bears your parents told you are safely packed away in a box somewhere, waiting for the day you might want children yourself, are not really there. And they are not really safe either. I think dead is a more accurate description. Dead and maybe scary? To birds anyway.
I saw the proof today of all of those teddy bear lies your parents told you. I saw the proof in a garden today.
A teddybear scarecrow. A first for me I assure you.
With a stick right up his fluffy arse.