Mother grizzly looked dangerous, her mouth full of teeth
She was enraged, because her cubs had dropped several feet beneath
If we could keep her calm and save her babies, all would be okay
I was thrilled to see the tranquilizer dart of the warden that day
I held his rope steady as he climbed down the cavern shelf
He tossed those twins into a basket, I did not lift it myself
An entire crew was there, to make sure everything was okay
We all sighed a relief when mother grizzly came back around that day
She scrambled off into the trees with her babies following her
They bent some trees, I know one was pine, another fir
She did not seem dangerous now, a bit groggy maybe
I do not blame her; she was afraid for each baby.
If you go down to the woods some day
you'd better beware better take care on the way
look where you walk mind how you go
one thing's for certain you never know
what's waiting none-too-patiently there
guaranteed it's no teddy bear
you may be on the receiving end of a grizzly
if bitten by such it's ghastly if not grisly
so keep a look out with both eyes
or you’re certainly sure of a big surprise
yet should an aroma waft your way on the breeze
from up ahead between the trees
no shades of grey but black and white
roving about throughout the twilight
watch them roam yet rarely in pairs
don't let them catch you unawares
but one misconception I must debunk
tomato juice won't neutralise
the pure pervasive essence of skunk
Such singing and dancing!
Hardy harly har har
We are winging and prancing
At the grizzly bear bar
The bears are all sleeping
For it is February, so they hibernate
In March we will be scattering,
So we don’t end up on their plate
Diva duck has shiny blue swinging hair
Smooth and silky, arranged with great care.
We watch her fling her flipper feet in the air.
She is being watched by a burly grizzly bear.
He says what kind of human is she? Is she good to eat?
Smacking his lips now, he says “I need a holiday treat.”
We get out of there, because we get a bit of a scare.
Afterall, most of us know better than to talk to a grizzly bear.
a grizzly bear had never looked so sincere
I hid in the woods, trying not to shake my rear
the robin was clearly in charge that day
coaching the bear, in the kindest way
luckily I speak bird so I understood his tweet
he said you have to soft-speak her, you must be sweet
no female wants you to act like a cave man, honey
approach her softly as if she was a bunny
the bear thanked the robin, who flew away
then bear trotted toward a black blob of clay
the clay reared up and I was scared to see
two grizzly bears both looking at me!
The tiny roly poly proud brown baby bear
Ate a delicious pink pear on a double dare.
It was from his big bossy brother, to be fair.
Which is something that is kind of rare.
The same mommy they do not share.
They have the same dad though, I swear
He’s a grizzly who wears large blue underwear
Don’t worry he also has purple stripes, his other spare.
The three of them know how to set a pretty good snare.
They have put these live traps out here and there
You cannot find them? Please look everywhere.
These boys are lively and fun, quite a sibling pair
Some think their grizzly father is kind of square
But he lets them watch reruns of my favorite, Cher
The rumormongers don’t even know him, so let’s be fair
Anyone that cool is a Daddy that I would love to share.
The Brown Grizzly Bear is so called,
not for its grizzled hair, grey-tipped
but because it is truly grisly, horrible!
(Ursus arctos horribilis)
This brown bear is gruesome and deplorable.
The amber Pizzly Bear is so called,
not for its swizzle stick.
but because it is a hybrid bear,
a Polar-Grizzly cross,
(Ursus maritimus × Ursus arctos)
The ash-grey Koala Bear is not a bear at all,
though it's nice and teddy-bear cuddly.
(Phascolarctos cinereus)
But the 'arktos' in its genus name, means 'bear'.
Its been wrongly named from the start,
the 'ashy-grey' pouched bear.
So there you have it!
Three bears, caught breaking and entering,
slagging off the language.
away
from human eyes
a roar
beat the air
two look
fishing
cool creek
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She came charging down on me with her full weight.
I wanted to be invisible, but it did not happen.
I was gripped tightly in the throes of death.
She was tearing me apart, in pieces
Unconcerned with my screams.
I was quiet now, smeary, a bloody mess.
A carcass in pieces. I watched horrified.
Worried about what my Cub Scout troop would see in the morning.
Never try to outrun a grizzly, my dad had always said.
I knew I was supposed to drop down and play dead,
but who can do that? My grandmother put her arm on my shoulder.
You have seen enough, she said.
We headed toward the light.
The grizzly bear came at me, snorting and screeching.
Until this second, I did not know that they screeched.
I knew to run was not the way. I had been warned.
They love to chase their prey before they eat it.
Play dead! A voice in my head said.
What? Are you crazy? I looked at the trees.
None of them had low branches, so I picked up an umbrella.
It was the only long thing I had at this stupid campfire.
I did not have time to unthread a tent pole did I?
The grizzly was as angry as any beast I had ever seen.
Her mouth was full of teeth, and her paws were bigger than my head.
I knew I was going to be a goner if I enraged her even more.
So I handed her the umbrella. She was shocked.
You could see confusion in her eyes. She smacked me over and over.
Killing me in a thorough way, because I died of a heart attack.
My soul watched her devour my carcass from the safety of the tree line.
A grizzly isn't really, as bad as he's made out
He wanders round the parklands, when no humans are about
But there are times of course, we meet him in his home
We can't blame him for being there, it is on his land we roam
Open up your tent flap, and see the big brown bear
Close it quickly zip it up, you must not meet his stare
He would not come to campsites, if nothing for him there
After he had looked around, he would go elsewhere
He has that special odour, you can tell where he has been
You sense that he was at your camp, even though not seen
That is why statistics, that are often known to lie
Can this time tell the Gods own truth, so very few will die
So when you stay in National Parks, or even just 'Out There'
Leave a pristine place behind you, leave nothing for the bear
We can do it safely, out camping in the bush
If we just use some common sense, not give our luck a push
So there is that big brown bear, sexes named as hogs
Does little of the damage, of domesticated dogs
But he is big and looks so fierce, he takes a lot of blame
Should he vanish then this earth, would never be the same
There was a tantalizing grizzly bear
Who had a sparkling glow and rainbow hair
It was really difficult not to stare
For she was jazzier than the state fair
No one dressed like her except on a dare
She had two make up stations in her lair
Some thought she should wear earrings by the pair
Her ensembles were always pretty rare
Some demanded feathered boas she should share
She said no for she would feel quite bare
I know that you do not truly care
But grizzly bear stuck her nose in the air
A grizzly bear? Oh, my, oh, me.
Certain death if one you do see!
Can I outrun or climb a tree?
I’m not as fast with this giant knee.
Endangered species, humans you say?
Misunderstood, I had it the wrong way.
The grizzlies are the ones endangered today?
I wish I could find one. Come out to play!
I call upon the Great Spirit Grizzly Bear,
who rules over all grizzly bears in this area.
I will be an uninvited guest in your territory,
I'm just passing through, my stay is temporary.
I mean none of your children any harm, so please don't harm me.
I will make a lot of noise constantly,
to let your children know that I'm in the vicinity,
I will not sleep where I eat,
and I' ll store all my food high in the tree tops out of reach,
one hundred yards from my camp at the very least.
Great Spirit Grizzy Bear guide and protect me please.
I will avoid all of your children respectfully.
Please inform all of them to also avoid and ignore me.
honeycomb danger
grizzly bear has sniffed them out
stingers no good here
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