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Night Bears
Three little bears,
From nowhere in particular,
nowhere at all,
Came up the stairs,
And climbed the perpendicular,
climbed the perpendicular,
nursery wall.
They sat upon the ceiling.
And sang with all their might,
Songs so full of feeling,
They lasted half the night.
A funny thing it seemed,
For little bears to do,
I think I must have dreamed,
Those little bears, don't you?
For when the songs were ended,
Then down the walls they slid,
And when they had descended,
Do you know what they did?
Those three little bears,
Went nowhere in particular,
nowhere in particular,
flat or perpendicular,
nowhere at all.
by
Wilma Horsbrugh
