NaPoWriMo Poem #23: Poor Little Bear

23 04 2014

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Poor little bear,
Sitting in the sun,
His friends ran away,
And so left none.

He looked to his right,
He saw a black cat,
That made him wonder,
“Is that a bat?”

He heard some noises,
But he saw no one,
And then came his friends,
With plates of hot buns.

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