If you were to ask me if I was really happy?
I would ask you, do bears **** in the woods?
I'd bear out my soul,
Tell you I'm feeling whole,
But one word will say it all,
****.

Now I smile a lot but it's a different smile,
Not a facade, a smile I haven't had in a while,
But they bearly notice,
It's all been so grisly,
But I will now bear out my soul,
And tell you that I am feeling whole.

Do bears **** in the woods?
GRAWWWW! Thats a bear noise,
Thank you for bearing with me,
But we bearly know each other,
So I just have to ask you one more question,
Do bears eat bearries?
Haha