Polar Bear on the Loose

Chronicles of a polar bear's life in society.

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Thursday, June 19, 2003

Rain, glorious rain.
Take away the pain
Gone from the Arctic.
Ever cathartic.

Rain, glorious rain.
The outdoorsman's bane;
I be cavorting
You will be snorting.

Rain, glorious rain.
I can be so vain.
For this little rhyme
Becomes so much slime.

Rain, glorious rain.
Please, let her abstain.
Polar's no poet
Surely, she knows it?


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