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Blue
Bear Poem
Come
and see my silly bear
O
where o where is that silly bear?
He
sits, he sits so dotty & blue.
Wearing
a bowtie of red, it’s true
Eyes
so bright aglow with light
They
seem to question day and night
Baltimore,
Baltimore that is his name
He
flew here in a Friendship plane
He dreams upon the painted pond chair
In his lap sits his own Spike bear
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The
cuddly wuddly fuddly bear
Once Sat
upon a tiger-striped chair
His
ears were red,
his nose bright blue
We
wore no clothes
His fur a light blue blue hue
A startled look from button eyes
Dream
on, dream on, of endless skies
With thought of honey and berries blue
As, so I hear, most bears do
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Bears,
Bears, Bears
In chairs, in chairs
Keep us happy with your charm
the eternal child do not harm
we believed that life was good
let us all live in that neighborhood
For my sister Judith, who brought me the Baltimore from way downhome, For Dorian who loves bears keeping a zoo form with a watchful feline eye or two, for Jessica whose parents had Growler and Squeaky, her family, my Grands, great grands, and family all around the world who know that teddy is always hugging you too.
And oh, yes, the chair is guarded by Muddy, who was found in a puddle many many moons ago outside Fowles Restaurant as we entered on bleak rainy morning . . . and came home to live with us, still keeping us safe after decades, in each doghouse we've lived in since then . . .
Wonderful ! Give that bear a HUG !
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