I find the winter hard to bear.
A fact that must clearly state.
I wish I had been born a bear
and had the sense to hibernate
I do not like the damp and cold
nor do I like the snow and ice
and it gets worse as I grow old.
I often think it would be nice.
To be a hairy grizzly bear
and sleep from autumn until spring.
Kept snug and warm by my thick hair,
no need to wake for anything.
But sadly I am not a bear
I need my thermal underwear.
1-Jan-08
Hi Ivor! Very cute and funny write, i BARELY could stop laughing! *10*! ! Friend Thad
great stuff, loved this immensely! Keep 'em coming! ! Happy new year.
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I would like to translate this poem
Fun poem, but Ivor, the poor bear doesn't get to munch for months. Can you bear to go without eating that long?