For B.G. Bowers who expressed interest in a bear with a penchant for rabbit fur.
Disclaimer: Fur is for animals.
There once was a bear
who lived in a lair
who loved things to wear
likes hats made of hare.
Although friends would stare,
he thought he looked fair
with a tassel of mare
he wore as a flair.
He’d always prepare
and was always aware
of how to repair
an unbidden tear.
One day on a dare,
he rocked in his chair
and tried to forswear
his love in a snare.
He tried with a prayer,
a lonely affair
which couldn’t compare;
he fell in despair.
He thus made a square,
then another with care,
in one hat of hare…
and pulled on a pair
of hare underwear.
38 thoughts on “A Rare Bear”
Very nice light hearted piece
Hehe totally silly 🙂
Toddy-boom ta ra ra! Whimsical reowr.x
Toddy-boom sounds like a rather heavy rimshot. I guess it’s tiddy’s bigger brother.
It’s this bloody kindle fire, predicting what I want to say. Portable but perturbing. Maybe I’ll let it have its way one day and publish what it suggests. It might make for more entertaining reading. Confusing but funny. Think I should go and get my laptop but I don’t want to wake the house. I’ll suffer the smaller screen if you can bear with the bloopers. I need another coffee and cig before they all descend.x
*applauds* wonderfully whimsical 🙂 thanks for the dedication x
Oh, when will the bears grow tired of hares?!
Good question…he just got into hare underwear so it sounds like it could take awhile.
Ahh! That’s better. Second time around can indeed lift the spirits.x
Very brightening and funny! 😀
And informative of the ways of a fashion-conscious bear. I try to be educational when possible.
Where’s my coffee?
Umm, I dunno. *looks for Brian’s coffee*
Will the bunny allow this intrusion into its furry bits? Perhaps a bite or two with large bunny teeth will become appropriate in the future. Silly old bear!
To be fair, the bunnies started it. They went around sporting bear paw accessories.
Keeps all his dead hair for making up underwear poor little greenie! David Bowie~
I somehow find that more disturbing.
haha that was cool, and using one sound to rhyme with is incredibly difficult…Kick ass job!
Technically, I was kicking hares. Asses would be more difficult to write about. Lasses and assess in pubescent crab grasses will leave the morasses engulfed in striped basses that flee from harasses with sighs and alas’es.
Do you think it itched?
A little itch is nothing in the world of fashion. Thank goodness I don’t have to be fashionable.
Very much agree. A writer’s wardrobe: the most comfortable!
LOVE IT!! Flows right of the tounge rhyme =)
Hehe just having some fun. 🙂
Oi Ducky, oops, i mean Cubby…’twas a merry ditty indeed mate…and all in strict rhyme too! Loverly!
Wouldn’t it be? “All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air, with one enormous chair…”
Hiding in a lair
Far away from care
Contemplating cold night air…
But alas beware!
The moon is no longer there
To glisten in your hair
And so the rhyme ends there!
:Snort: ::cough:: ::chuckle:: 🙂
You make such wonderful noises. Hopefully you don’t eat and snort at the same time. That may not be pleasant.
I was doing a pretty good job of containing my chuckles until I got to the last line… and then I lost it. You really have a delightfully wacky sense of humor. 😀
Why thank you! I much prefer wacky over wacko. 😀
Your bear did better than my haiku bear.
Maybe if your haiku bear wore some clothes it could have fooled the hunter. 🙂
I love this!
Lol I’m so happy you do! 🙂