The Bear Hunt

The Bear Hunt
by Margaret Widdemer

I Played I was two polar bears
Who lived inside a cave of chairs,

And Brother was the hunter-man
Who tried to shoot us when we ran.

The ten-pins made good bones to gnaw,
I held them down beneath my paw.

Of course, I had to kill him quick
Before he shot me with his stick,

So all the cave fell down, you see,
On Brother and the bones and me-

So then he said he wouldn't play-
But it was tea-time, anyway!