Lyle the Lumbering Bear
- Lyle the lumbering bear,
- gave me quite a scare.
- I'd taken my pole to the lake.
- And was fishing for my dinner stake,
- when Lyle comes out of the woods intent
- On getting a meal from me for free.
- I didn't mind if he caught some fish,
- But I was afraid I might be his dish.
- So I abandoned my pole,
- and I ran for the house.
- While lyle casually inspected my gear
- and ate my lunch.
- I didn't mind too much,
- I had my pepper spray,
- ready to shoot him
- and I still have my skin.
Christopher H. Holte
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