When talking to a bear
It’s tough to listen
Those teeth you know
That peppered breath
Like sandpaper
It’s easy to lose track
When talking to a bear
You get roughed up in
Rocks falling around
Flutes shrieking
Rabbits become an issue
Hunger creeps in
When talking to a bear
But you’re aware that’s
What got you talking
So rattle your brain a little
Scrape a picture in the mud
Use a stick use your shoe
When talking to a bear
Get down to it
Get up at a reasonable hour
Shave and shower
Scrub your ears
You’re darn lucky
To be talking to that bear
Love, love, love it!!!! Good way to live a life! And to be grateful. 🙂
This one is fun – I like how you followed the listening with the teeth, and then a smell of peppered breath – a mixing of senses that evokes without overloading with adjectives.
Ha! This is so great!