Hares And Bears

Hares And Bears

Hares and bears do catch a care,
but most times they're unaware
what to do when they are blue:
fit a foot into a shoe,
stuff a thumb into a glove,
kiss a girl and call it love;
stick a snout within, without
any fear or any doubt.

Hares and bears do take a dare,
but they always play it fair
if the game be good or foul,
if they grunt or snort or growl;
if they find a future spent
in a life of merriment,
or the corner of a room
with a dunce's vacant gloom.

Hares and bears do take a share
of lairs deep, and open air;
in both shade and summer sun,
where the berries have begun
ripening with ruby gleam,
and the fruits are what they seem:
all the kisses warm and wet,
all those girlies welcome met.