LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Tuesday, September 23, 2025
WHEN THE BEAR POUND, I GO UNDERGROUND
I heard a loud pound, pound, pounding on my door in back,
It was a grizzly bear, wanting his afternoon snack,
The old grizzly wanted me,
To digest in his belly,
I hid in the basement, because courage I did lack.
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