Bears, bears, bears!
There were bears everywhere
Now he saw them, all those bears throughout his years.
The Panda Bear.
She would come out and stare, and stare.
Blinking ringed black eyes against the rare glimpsed sky.
Serene and sober
Conversely troubled but not in a rage
She'd think for a minute, slowly turn, then go back to her cage.
The Grizzly Bear.
He stood the size of a mountain
His shoulders could hide the sun, his arms hold back the rain
Caring and cantankerous
He would rumble round the den
Check on all the cubs, then hibernate again
The Polar Bears.
They strolled the aisles where no snow ever formed
Sometimes they would scar him, to calm his arctic storms
Fuzzy and fallacious
They were clearly out of place
One even sported a red tie, but never a smile on its face
The Honey Bear.
This fella clearly needed to eat
He was a migrating Ursine, out, and looking for meat
Leering and lecherous
His eyes burning, trying hard to sear
He should have picked a better meal; that one wasn't queer.