Actually she probably never heard of my blog, and I may not even agree entirely with her poem, but it's fun anyways. The teeniest bit vulgar, but very fun. Here it is, followed by its source:
To Kill A Polar Bear...... - Poem by Francesca Johnson
the lion, tiger, moose and deer.
But there's a space I need to fill
and I'm determined that I will
have POLAR BEAR. I will not veer
from my desire to get the glory...
Shit to people who call it 'gory'
I want to kill a polar bear.
Emotional tears I do not fear.
Who cares? I don't. I want the head
of that white bear. I want it dead!
It's not for me to ponder numbers
of bears who shed their blood in slumbers.
I care not for the animal.
It's glory I seek, admiration deep.
I kill for pleasure and don't give a damn.
I want THAT bear. Sentiment, you can keep.
So now I'll load up my killing gun.
Watch out, polar bear, you can run
But I'll get you.......
My bullet's ready
....for your head!
Francesca Johnson
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