Adorned in dusty cobwebs
At home in this crevice
I know it seems unusual
Exploring now this premise
Alone with just my thoughts
No teeth to sink into me
No jelly covered fingers
Trying to poke through me
I’ve become somewhat a hermit
In this darkened cranny
I’m honestly quite comfortable
Though my nose draws near my fanny
Yet I still miss the snuggles
From her tiny wrenching arms
Twas nice to be a presence
That never did her harm
Perhaps one day she’ll find me
And we’ll embark on new adventures
And I’m sure I’ll love her always
Whether she wears pigtails or dentures
The Mewriginal 
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