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The Polar Bear Who Reads
Not much to see her the Arctic princess said.
I’m just relaxing on my polar bear, up top my bed.
His soft fur makes a marvelous cushion for my head.
I challenge you to find a book he has not read.
I had slid into her bedroom on a sleigh-type-of-sled.
“Come over a bit closer,” the Arctic princess said.
Seconds later, that enormous giant bearl jumped off the bed
I ran screaming from her room feeling all kinds of dread.
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Caren Krutsinger
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