You all have it wrong.

In my cupboard are lots of toys:
Dolls soldiers and sailor boys.
There's a big Noah's ark and a blackboard there,
But best of all is my teddy bear.

He sits beside at lunch and tea,
Climbs the stairs to bed with me.
He's not afraid of the dark at night.
We cuddle together as tight as tight.

When Christmas comes mama will say:
Which of your toys will you give away?
Dear mama, you can have what's there.
Just leave me my own little teddy bear.