Where have all the Black Bears gone?
Eaten by Grizzlies every one!
So many Grizzlies in town –
One night last Summer
There were nine strolling around;
In The Village, a young male built his den
And all the little children to school in cars went then;
Mothers with cubs on the edge of the school grounds
Raiding gardens and dumpsters
And annoying the wife of the new parson –
It reminds me of a cartoon by Gary Larsen:
Bears on a fishing dock flossing their teeth
With fishing line to clean out bits of meat –
Yet! I've never actually seen a Grizzly
Though I've been within ten feet of a mother and cubs
Hidden from view by the thick brush along the trail –
She let me know I wasn't welcome.
Andrew Barham
Blog Archive
-
▼
2012
(292)
-
▼
December
(18)
- You Call This A Golden Handshake! - Lester Queripel
- Snow On My Wall - Andrew Barham
- Looked After Girls - Shannon Shell
- Resolutions! - Jenny Hamon
- Sonnet For Newtown - Andrew Barham
- December 21 - Stephen A. Roberts
- The Wounded And The Dead - Kathy Figueroa
- X Marks The Spot - Lyndon Queripel
- Balunar - Lyndon Queripel
- Call Collect - Lyndon Queripel
- Gales! - Jenny Hamon
- Grizzlies In Town - Andrew Barham
- Grey Day May - Andrew Barham
- Red Satin Dress - Yasmin Mariess
- The Butterfly - Liz Woodington
- Radio Active - Lyndon Queripel
- It's Winter - Kathy Figueroa
- Competition Winner - November 2012The Fairy Ring -...
-
▼
December
(18)