Fluffy and hairy
And muzzled and nailed,
Where have they gone away
From the hilly ranges
And forested tracts?
Black bears,
Bears
Atop the tree
Or the hill,
Standing on two legs,
Climbing the treed
And falling from
Interesting.
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