Carol of a Random Bear
t'was winter and the lively knights
did wither and quibble long the bow
because they had had frothy troughs
and they were horses as you know
a once and sweeting beast did ponder
the waith admiring the frosty snow
There was a breath thick on her shoulder
assailing her to not be slow
I quite think I'd like knowing
how far along and where this goes
was what the traveler was thinking
while brought along by someone's nose
Daddies like butterflies after a long spring
someones nice and some of them rough
Sometimes there are lots of them
other times there are not quite enough
girls rushing over to meet you
they cant let you see through them
little women wearing only blue
emotions ride thick like their denim
the bear lies beside you
wondering if you feel ok
breathing softly against your ear
but don't worry, its not gay
deep under the earth the sand whispers
smoldering smells that her children
eagerly wait for but it is only for
tomorrow, when the husks will be brought
barely from the dirt in which the tasty
morsels will come piping hot from the desert
oh spit its a snake!
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