Making New Friends

Walking in the wilderness 
I ran into a bear
He had yellow eyes
And purple hair

He was in front of his house
Living by a lake
He was standing in his yard 
Holding a rake

He waved me over
Inviting me into his home
That’s when I found out 
He wasn’t alone

I met a jolly red guy
Who became my best friend 
I met a bunny named Jerry 
Who loved eating sand

I have the coolest friends now
Especially Santy Clause
Come to find out
I was tripping balls

I soon realized this 
When I came too 
I had passed out on the couch 
After sniffing glue
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