The Bear

The other day, I met a bear. A way up there, a great big bear.

He looked at me, I looked at him. He sized up me, I sized up him.

He said to me, “Why don't you run? I see you don't have any gun.”

And so I ran away from there. And right behind me was that bear. 

Ahead of me I saw a tree. A great big tree, oh golly gee! 

The lowest branch was ten feet up. I had to jump and trust my luck.