Why No Video---Revised
I grow so tired of berries, ants, and nuts.
I dream of chowing down on something new.
Since where I live, the prospects are quite slim,
from time to time, I bid the woods adieu.
I love to find picnickers at the park.
The people all scream “BEAR” and disappear.
The hotdogs and fried chicken taste SO good.
Sometimes they leave behind an open beer!
One day while strolling through a nearby town,
I found myself drawn to a bakery.
It’s funny~~when a bear comes through the door,
how stunned and terrified employees flee!
I strutted through as though I owned the place
and scarfed down sixty cupcakes and some bread.
I’d had such fun; I knew I would be back.
An enterprising bear must plan ahead!
based on recent news stories (not the parts about what the bear was thinking!)
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2023
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