Bruiser Bear's Dainty Sip
For such a large intimidating dude, he has a dainty sip.
We were tiptoeing around him, hoping none of us would slip.
He is a bruiser of a bear, probably weighs eight hundred and two.
He’s been nursing that martini for an hour whispered my cousin Sue.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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