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PIC-A-NIC CASKET

Poetry By: moonphish
Poetry


i don't think the ranger is going to like this


Submitted:Mar 7, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


here's a cruel and horrid story

it is gonna make you sad

about the beast who loved to feast

on baskets to be had

his moniker was yogi

and his home was jellystone

he roamed the woods collecting goods

becoming widely known

and the tourists never minded

when he came to steal their food

he would enchant and good will, grant

and never was he rude

but strife erupts in nature

and diseases can be caught

and when they hit, things change a bit

and tempers can run hot

and rabies found poor yogi

and quite quickly he went mad

and he waylaid the tourist trade

oh what a time he had

he used to eat their baskets

full of meat and fruit and bread

now full of hate, he simply ate

the picnickers instead

he even ate poor boo boo

should have heard that small bear plead

he said "please don't, the ranger won't...

appreciate this deed"

and the ranger didn't like it

but he had a job to do

and though no fun, he took his gun

and blasted him till through

a crowd then gathered 'round him

and the ranger then declared

"although unplanned, he's deader than...

the average sort of bear"





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