bear woke one day and wondered
today what shall I be?
perhaps I’ll be a pilot that
sure sounds like fun to me
so he found a plane, learnt to fly
and took it to the air
turned upside down, and fell to ground
where people screamed “A bear!”
//ends
A bonus poem that arose during a discussion of the ontological status of writers around midnight last night.
>> month of poetry 2012
1 comment:
gotta love those poems that come at ya out of left field, cute, funny and thoughtful little poem!
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