Emilia J Cares, Bears

Emilia J, so lovely and light, no sun-bearing song, could be singing so bright, In the heat of the day, or the chill of the night, Emilia J, is a beautiful sight, At the core of the Earth, or the crag-bearing crust, Emilia J, is a beacon of trust, If you batter your bread, in a bag-tearing bust, Emilia J, is a poetry must. Emilia J, how great can you be, writing your poems from the top of a tree, The crows are upset, invariably, but Emilia J, is a blossom to me, Her writing is finer than rabbits have hares, Emilia J, is a friend to the bears, If poetry, possibly, prickles your pears, Emilia J, is a poet who cares.