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The Bear
The other day
I met a bear
A great big bear,
A way out there.
He looked at me
I looked at him
He sized up me
I sized up him.
He said to me,
"Why don't you run?
'Cause I can see
You have no gun."
And so I ran,
Away from there
But right behind
Me was that bear.
Ahead of me
There was a tree
A great big tree
Oh glory me!
The lowest branch
Was ten feet up
I had to jump
And trust my luck
And so I jumped
Into the air
But I missed that branch
Away up there.
Now don't you fret
Now don't you frown
'Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down.
That's all there is
There ain't no more
Unless I meet
That bear once more.
Next time I saw
That great big bear
He was a rug
On the bathroom floor
