Adorable bears, though the name’s a disguise, they’re marsupials with pockets you can’t see with your eyes. I’d love one to hug, to cuddle all day, but those claws are so sharp, they could tear me away.

After a long, hard day of dealing with pressure, and stretched to my limits, I just want a nice, hot bath. Practically boiling, with some relaxing salt thrown in? Simply divine, it leaves me feeling limp and pliant. Wait, why is my bed a plate now? Oh no, not the sauce-

In quest of truth, with scrutinous eye, I travel through the details shy. I probe with care, my gaze set tight, To find the tale hidden in plain sight.

The first four are the little hand The next six can be Sharpie or permanent Together on a dial they make a stand Each one, a day part they represent

Hmmm... I can't seem to remember what I am. I guess I'm pretty bad.