Teddy Bear Gets Haughty With Me

In the land of the old gray mare Six meters behind the lion’s sweet lair, There was a gnarly raccoon who did up hair. He took little money to be absolutely fair. His hair styles did have a certain flair. Disappointment in his work was really rare. A haughty ant went in without a care. The fashionable raccoon pointed out “your head is bare”. The aunt huffed off mad, really on a tear. I feel this story I can reliably share. You see I was in there, sitting on a tiny stair. The anger was wafting for hours in the air. Please do not give me that condescending look, teddy bear. You after all, are not even wearing underwear. I urge you to tell this tale better, if you dare.