II: The Bear's Feast - A Varani Rhyme
Shaggy pawed, the stumbling bear
Did come to town to feast,
On fish and candle-wax and hare
And supper of the priest.
What could be done,
to stop the bear?
Or fill him, at the least.
His eyes give out a famished stare
And his hunger never ceased.
A wise old man walked to the bear
And laid hand on the beast,
The animal did not seem to care
As he ate the brewer's yeast.
A few words whispered to the bear
And the brute then
Away from town, back to his lair
Gut full, and fanged maw greased.
What did the old man tell the bear?
That allowed the town release.
He did not say, he did not dare,
And now, he is deceased.