Although I am made of stuffing and straw
And sit motionless in sun and rain;
Although I cannot speak a word and
Will eventually deteriorate; still I live.
Although I have rags for clothes, and
Wear a sewn on smile and nose;
Although I have cornhusks for my limbs
And buttons for my eyes, still I live.
I know you look at me and laughingly say,
"Why, you're just a silly decoration."
But you are wrong, I am so much more
Than just a silly scarecrow;
For I live in memories and imagination.
Although I may sit motionless, still I live.
I bring warm smiles, adding color to life.
I capture little boys' and girls' attention.
I help neighbors strike up conversation.
Although I have a straw heart, still I live.
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