The bear pokes his face out for the first time in the summer
The warm air rushes at his face and makes his den warm
And the smell of pollen and honey fills the air
The bear trots down to the crystal clear river
In the corner of his eye he spys a trout
He waits for the perfect time, Splash!, he grabs the trout
The bear runs through the forest
Back to his cozy warm den
And him and his family have nice dinner
The warm air rushes at his face and makes his den warm
And the smell of pollen and honey fills the air
The bear trots down to the crystal clear river
In the corner of his eye he spys a trout
He waits for the perfect time, Splash!, he grabs the trout
The bear runs through the forest
Back to his cozy warm den
And him and his family have nice dinner
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