The Big Brown Bear

THE BIG BROWN BEAR SITTING IN THE WOODS . . . So I thought I would have a day out in the woods Trampled for miles and wandered as far as I could I had a pleasant day looking at the wild life and all As nature decided to make on me its untimely call I had not watched the time - and how it had flown Didn’t realise just how far I was from comfy home So behind a tree I sat and had my unwelcome shite Then I legged it out of the woods as fast as I might If I could have done it any other place I surely would Instead I left the big brown bear sitting in the woods Do I really have to to put a name to this poem Someone might just recognize me from home . . . (*o*)