The Pursuit of Bears

The pursuit of the hirsute

Is often scary

Paths crossed

The scent lost

And then you meet the bear;

He is not happy:

Unbearably so.

And you know

That the end

Is possibly nigh…

You don’t stop

To say “Hi!”

But, “Bye!” You call

As you stumble and fall

Away;

Hopefully to live

To search again

Another day.

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5 responses to “The Pursuit of Bears

  1. I can bearly take it…how’s the move coming?

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