Ursus (Monotetra) Poem by Terry Hoffman

Ursus stands tall, a mighty bear,
his strength alone will make you stare.
His gleaming fangs at you he'll bare.
Oh, what a scare, oh what a scare.

His colors range from white to black;
he roams by day and prowls by night.
He'll rummage there in your food sack.
Oh, what a fright! Oh, what a fright!

During winter, he'll hibernate.
just waiting for that spring time date,
when he can search then for his mate.
Those is his fate! Those is his fate!

He'll eat whatever is in sight;
in everything he does delight
and forages both day and night.
Yes, that's right! Yes, that's right!