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King of the cave

Long is my lust for sleep
when winter does creep
hibernation is the name of the game
but not everyone plays it the same
in the spring you can find me at the river
using my sharp claws to deliver
a tasty meal of salmon or other fish
when it comes to food I'll take any dish
campers usually prefer I stay away
but sometimes their food brings me their way
it's silly the reputation I have received
if you believe me evil you've been deceived
although I will protect my cubs with my life
usually I do not look for strife
so if you would be a good little bunny
and give me a smackerel of honey.
Written by LongTubiFree (JustinSizemore)
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