Sitting in Wash Park Square,
Dreaming? Real? No compare,
But Tis caught I did saw,
Unreal!! Raised eyebrow:
There wuz a fuzzy bear ,
Friendly and quite dear,
Who loves ice cream bar,
He licks in the park afar,
He sits dry in the bench,
Always ready to thirst quench.
3 replies on “The Bear Poem”
This is my favorite! I hope to see this bear next time I visit Washington Square.
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