A Bear Came To Dinner Poem by Patti Masterman
A Bear Came To Dinner
A bear came to dinner;
He ate before the bell,
He didn't use his napkin,
I am here to tell.
He didn't cut his steak,
Neatly; with the knife,
And licked his mashed potatoes
Off the plate- it was not quiet.
He didn't wait for prayers,
He didn't pass the bread-
But balanced it, most perkily,
Atop his brown-bear head.
His manners more atrocious,
Than any I have seen;
But heavens, I'm so grateful
He didn't just eat me.
This made me smile as well. Anyone would be lucky to meet such a bear.
This is just delightful, whimsical and well written in an Ogden Nash sort of silly joyousness. I could imagine reading this at bedtime to a wide eyed three or four year old with a giggle and kiss goodnight.
Love it! Love it! You must read mine - Where the Polar Winds Blow - Adeline
Lines 13 and 14 I would 'fine-tune', but it is another favorite stanza for me. I like the poem's humor. And I LICK DISHES ROUTINELY, both mine and my mate's. (not in restaurants) 4 stars. bri : )
Line 6: I'd delete the semicolon [; ]. Favorite lines: 'But balanced it, most perkily, Atop his brown-bear head.'
..........wonder if he thought you were goldilocks....so much fun to read....truly enjoyed..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 6:15:30 AM # 1.0.0
Mascha Kaléko would be proud of you, Patti, and so would Ogden Nash! Well done!