The little rabbit, Jelly Bean, he sitsUpon the table with his bright pink nose
Perfectly in my daughter's hand he fits
And where she wanders this small chap he goes.
So every night they cuddle up in bed
She holds him in her arms and he lies still
As she tells stories straight out of her head,
His polyester dreaming ears to fill.
Oh Jelly Bean and Isla are such friends
Though she's the only one that really gives,
But maybe that's why their love never ends,
It's only when he's with her that he lives.
Like me. When you're not here, yes I confess,
I'm nothing but a pool of emptiness.
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