"The bear went over the mountain, the bear went over the mountain, the bear went over the mountain to see what he could see...and all that he could see, and all that he could see...was the other side of the mountain, the other side of the mountain, the other side of the mountain, was all that he could see."
Do animals ever sit back on their haunches and observe, "What a view!"
Nah, too busy foraging.
Same old same old...that's a bear's life, while we get to ponder, and argue, and experience moments of great satisfaction with our lots in life. The other side of the mountain always has a pot of the untold.
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Reviews of "Honey on the other side"
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on May 2, 2007
Good one...Hugssssss
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on May 2, 2007
Sometimes I think I would be better off
as the bear, for two manikins live with
me. They are like the otherside of the
mountain. The two always hide their feelings
Bear with me...
Love ya! cuzzzzzzy-wuzzzzzzzzy-bear
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as the bear, for two manikins live with
me. They are like the otherside of the
mountain. The two always hide their feelings
Bear with me...
Love ya! cuzzzzzzy-wuzzzzzzzzy-bear