Most around me are bears
When I cuddle them without
Knowing them as bears
They are Teddy Bears
I see their faults
Know they are bears
And tried to teach when I could not bear
But, they pounce at me
Being Wild Bears
Lions are cruel,
Always I know
Rabbits are innocent,
Always I trust
Then, it comes to bears
My eyes are bare
When they become Teddy Bears
One second...
They are wild bears
Making me fall into a snare
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Author:
Methmi Mandara (Pseudonym) (
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