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My Little Black Bear Down by the singing river Dancing with fate Little ducks take to the rapids Away from your dinner table Off to the banks You stand your grounds Tall as you are wide Your initials in the terrain Cursive is the eye tooth that reigns I see you Posing with the lilies, Elves and dwarfs As the western sky looks down Casting whispers Is your closet filled With both helping The meek and sustenance Under the skirts of nature You're having an **** Robbing all the salmon And berries Then slumbering under a tree Tummy full Those big black eyes of yours Catching shut-eye, a couch potato, a game of the week Your wide open mouth Catching a bee, A refreshment That long smile on your face Backpacking a dream Mama and her cubs having your back In some ways My little black bear ... hear, here I see you, in me Logan Robertson 8/08/2018
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:50 PM UTC
My Little Black Bear
My Little Black Bear Down by the singing river Dancing with fate Little ducks take to the rapids Away from your dinner table Off to the banks You stand your grounds Tall as you are wide Your initials in the terrain Cursive is the eye tooth that reigns I see you Posing with the lilies, Elves and dwarfs As the western sky looks down Casting whispers Is your closet filled With both helping The meek and sustenance Under the skirts of nature You're having an **** Robbing all the salmon And berries Then slumbering under a tree Tummy full Those big black eyes of yours Catching shut-eye, a couch potato, a game of the week Your wide open mouth Catching a bee, A refreshment That long smile on your face Backpacking a dream Mama and her cubs having your back In some ways My little black bear ... hear, here I see you, in me Logan Robertson 8/08/2018
I once had a women friend.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:50 PM UTC
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