SYNTHESIS ANIMALS AND OTHER THINGS | Page 6

a bear There comes a knock at the door, at dawn, a bear, seemingly thinks he was invited for snacks, sealing his deal with a wink you let him in, ask where’s he’s been and the bear it asks for a drink. I pour him a glass, the finest cognac, my mother’s in one bear breath, he’s already asking for another I refused and shouted him out with all my might. Now I know that I shouldn’t have drinks with a bear in the middle of the night. 5