A bear grows tired of shitting in the woods.
"I am even tired of salmon," says the bear.
The bear becomes a Catholic,
And sends the Pope out into the forest to fend for himself;
"Kneel on the soft moss," the bear advises the Pontiff.
"Open your heart to God.
Soon, His Holiness is snoring in a cave,
Insensible to ecclesiastical issues
Or earthly temptation.
The bears climbs in a window.
"Teddy bear!" says the girl whose room it is,
And what fool would be so churlish as to argue?
There is companionship,
And indoor plumbing.
The girl gives over most of her bed to the enormous, stinky Bruin.
"I love you," she tells him.
"Baw!" he bawls, and it means
"I love you, too."
All summer, they play.
No one dares to bully her.
She buys him a jar of honey and a rosary
With money she has saved.
The bear snuffles loudly, and it means
"Peace be with you."
"And also with you!" she shrieks, and does a cartwheel.
Bless the bears and the children--
Give me one good reason why not.