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The Old grizzled Bear... was now keenly aware
    as he lay in his Cave all alone.
Where his time as King... was a mere passing thing
    and must choose another to take up the Throne.

He had eaten no food... which did not temper his mood
    as the Bear's stomach was prone to rebel.
He was somewhat depressed... and in need of some rest
    and was not feeling at all very well.

As was his long habit... he called in dear Rabbit
    to tell of his anguish and pain.
The Old Bear said... 'No matter what you have read,
    I have come to the end of my reign.'

'My time grows shorter...so we must gather the Reporters
    and even though they show no respect.
We must promise the Press... a most rigorous test
    to whomever I choose to select.'

The Press was informed... and the Forest was forewarned
    for every species to send forth their best.
And the Old Bear fervently hoped... the Animals would cope
    when he was finally laid to his rest.

The Forest had been blessed... and now felt quite distressed
    as the Animals gave into their fear.
There would be great strife... should the Bear lose his life
    and they all shed a great many tears.

Before the Old Bear... had taken them into his care,
    there was widespread chaos and tension.
But the King had brought order... to defending their borders
    and thus became worthy of praise and attention.

There was much discussion... on possible repercussions
    and how long the recruitment would last.
But no one was in a hurry... to show they were worthy
    and face a Press who would dig into their past.

Finally some showed nobility... and embracing humility
    stepped up to put forward their names.
But the Reporters took to lying...as none were clearly aligned
    with the views the Press had inflamed.

At the Rabbit's direction... they came for the selection
   and the Animals gathered at Government Rock.
Where they saw all that were left... for the Bear to select
    were a Skunk, a Pig and a Fox.

The Press thought it historic... and were plainly euphoric
    on these three they had pushed from the start.
They had been kept safe from attack... from the Media Hacks
    and would serve them well once the Bear would depart.

The Old Bear was frail... and knew he had failed
    when he saw the three from whom he must choose.
He lowered his head... and was filling with dread
    knowing it would be the Forest Animals who would lose.

As much as he dared... the Old Bear boisterously declared
    he would select the one who was wisest and brave.
And only after passing a test... to see who is best
    one would emerge as King from his cave.

The Pig, Skunk and Fox... quickly left Government Rock
    entering the Cave with the Bear closely behind.
And once they were there... all were told to prepare
    to each answer the question assigned.

The Bear turned to the Pig... who was dancing a jig
     and moved with a big smile on his face.
The Bear quietly asked... 'What would be your first task
    if chosen to serve in my Place?'

'I haven't a clue,' said the Pig. 'But the first thing I'd do
    is get rid of those I considered a threat.
Then to quickly begin... by hiring only my Kin
    and use the Forest's money to pay off my debts.'

The Bear now confronted the Skunk... who was clearly a Drunk
    and was snickering as if telling a joke.
'I don't wish to seem rude...but could you ensure there was food
    and not tax the Animals to the extent they go broke?'

The Skunk's answer was sparse... as he continued this farce.
    'I can definitely ensure that none will be famished
because... if you're not my Supporter or a friendly Reporter
    the chances are good you will just up and vanish.'

The Bear was getting disturbed... and feeling perturbed
    and asked the Fox who was trying not to laugh.
'Can you follow our Code... where no freedoms erode
    and choose only the wisest of Staff?'

With not an ounce of chagrin... all three wore the widest of grins
    as the Fox spoke to challenge the Bear.
'No matter your choice... we will speak with one voice
    and rule as Gods and take more than our share.'

'We will steal your thunder by engaging in plunder
    to loot and pillage for us and our friends.
We will make it much rougher and the Forest will suffer
    as everything will be ours in the end.'
    
'The rules are clear... so no matter your fear
    we will win with whomever you choose.
So it's time we got started... just admit you've been outsmarted
    and allow us to begin our great ruse.'

Outside of the Cave... the Animals remained brave
    but were unsure on what could cause such a ruckus?
So their breath they were holding...as events were unfolding
    and hoped their new King would do them all justice.

But they had nothing to fear... as the Old Bear appeared
   and walked towards Government Rock.
He stood there a while... was now wearing a smile
    while the Animals looked on in wonder and shock.

'I'm feeling less beaten... now that I've eaten
    and not the least bit tired or nervous.
But as for those three... I think we can all agree
    they have gone on to serve a much higher purpose.'

The Animals were excited... and almost all were delighted
    except the Press who went completely berserk.
There was thunderous applause... from the clapping of paws
    as the old Bear would continue his work.

Now some were amused... on how the Press was confused
    on why the Animals would not give their support.
So the Press thought it imperative... to keep pushing their narrative
    and obtain their agenda by stacking the Court.

                                         The End


*Inspired by Aesop's fable 'The Lion, the Fox and the Beasts.'

*For those who might be interested. I will be posting my cartoon 'Bob's Your Uncle' on my homepage. A new one will appear every second day.
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