Grizzly Old Bear

Up the hill, climbed the grizzly bear,
In winter’s cold and summer’s fair,
She danced in her sphere
and merry round her lair,
Behind the laugh and gaiety, she feigned,
I can hear her but loud hidden pain.
She has mounted night and day,
Through blood and sweat,
Thus, having scars she’ll never forget.
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