Mr Bear, how do you do?
I'm OK says bear.
I fancy you.
What! Says I.
You! says he.
Me? Mr bear, it couln't be.
Your blue eyes.
That long blonde hair.
Fancy dinner, with a little black bear?
Oh Mr bear!
I like you so,...
But it wouldn't work out. Please just go.
WHAT! He cries.
I have a tomb!
With not half a dozen, but twelve dozen rooms!
O Mr bear.
Please don't be sad.
It's just... it's just...It'd make me feel bad.
What's so bad? Says he.
His eye leaking a tear.
His deep voice shaking with true fear.
Well, says I.
Normally I wouldn't care...
It's just that Mr... well you're a bear.
A bear! says he.
And so I am.
Now I shall eat u, if i can't be your man!!!
Oh NO! cries I.
He grins with glee.
Yum YUM! He laughs. Your'e now forever with me.
HE-HE!
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- FUN WITH MR BEAR by Swan song.
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Comments
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Oh my if you don't love me you are dinner lol
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lol, yes !!! I was in a random mood.
:] thx for the comment
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couldn't help but read this whole thing...rhyme is a little awkward in spots, but good Silverteinian tone. Children might like this if you police the rhyme a bit...make it a tad more sing-songish.
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thx for the comment ;]
i shall take your advice on board,
and thanks for reading.
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