Thursday, July 21, 2016

Ode to a Picatinny Bear

Were your front paws torn asunder
From cruel trap or ursine blunder?
Does your heart beat hard like thunder
In despair
Picatinny Bear!

When golfers see your upright gait
Do they assume the threat is great?
Must you retreat and humbly wait
In your lair
Picatinny Bear!

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