the death of FACE bear

Somehow this bear was able to hide

A sickening cesspool of evil inside

His soothing demeanor, his noblest claims

Kept him safe from suspicion and multiple blames

When the mutilated animals began to appear

From all sneaking suspicions this bear remained clear

He claimed advancing science was his heart’s sole desire

But the means to his ends were atrocious and dire

Needles and tubes and the vilest machines

Employed without mercy to inspire pained screams

Until one afternoon, a subject broke free

Unprepared he was, for this enraged monkey

The primate reacted, no time he did waste

He lunged at the bear and ripped off half of his face

the death of LAKE bear

the death of LAKE bear

Corpulent and shunned was this humble bear,

So wide and so stout that everyone stared.

And all she ever wanted was to boat across the lake,

But she refused herself the pleasure because of her weight.

She felt that if she tried the boat would surely sink,

And what a horrifying thought for a she-bear to think.

So she decided to waddle her way around the vast edge.

“I’ll walk daily and lose weight,” she silently pledged.

But her body proved weaker than the strength of her vow.

It only took three steps to summon the sweat from her brow.

But still she pushed onward, she huffed and she gasped,

Until an entire mile behind her had passed.

Feeling triumphant and giddy, the she-bear attempted to skip,

But her meaty feet were so heavy they caused her to trip.

When this bear landed, the very earth she did shake,

And on a rock fat as her, her head she did break.