Bear Out Poem by Ima Ryma

The car door was unlocked, and so
I just decided to get in.
Was not my car, but who would know?
In a few strange cars I have been.
I amused myself for a bit,
Mainly looking for something to eat.
Upholstery took quite a hit.
I did my bizness on the seat.
When bored I tried to get back out,
But could not open the darn door.
Must have been badly made, no doubt.
Caused me to madly growl and roar.

I was glad the police got there,
And did let loose this locked in bear.