The Day We Had a Visitor
Up on our mountain where troubles are small.
Where you have to look hard to find them at all.
We were getting low on supplies and had to go to town.
We always hate to leave our mountain and not be around.
But we locked up the food in the freezers we use.
So the bears can’t get it, we have too much to lose.
The only thing out was five gallons of oil shoved in a pot.
And a gallon of hot sauce beside it believe it or not.
On the shelf on the porch were boxes of mac and cheese.
But that wouldn’t entice anyone, not even the bees.
So off we went to enjoy our day and fill our needs.
I might even buy some vegetable seeds.
When we arrived home we had the shock of the day.
The peanut oil, hot sauce was gone, empty I’d say.
There were claw marks galore in the plastic containers,
The conclusion we came to was a total no brainer.
A bear visited us and what a mess he left behind.
He even took the mac and cheese and all he could find.
Like the hummingbird feeders and fly killing trap.
We couldn’t help feel sorry for this thieving old chap.
Can you imagine what the peanut oil and hot sauce will do?
Not to mention the mac and cheese, the next time he goes poo.
That was the last visit we had from any old bear,
I think he told his friends what he had to eat there.
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Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D *still laughing*
Delightful poem to read, just sorry about the bear taking your stuff. You have such talent to put this story into poetry. Loved this!
Blessings,
~Linda
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Edwin