Поросята и медведи не могут быть друзьями [[Piglets and Bears can't be friends? ] Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Поросята и медведи не могут быть друзьями [[Piglets and Bears can't be friends? ]



The Russian bear so huge and wild
Will so devour a piglet mild
The porky child is scarce aware
It's been chewed on by the bear.

The bear loves berries, fat and honey
Rolling itself in oil and money -
And prone to ripping fences down
To raid the farms that border town.

Chasing wild pigs through the trees
Is sore paw work like robbing bees -
Better ransack farmyard trash and grease
And hope the peasants opt for peace -

If not trapped and staked and chained
Defanged, declawed - its ambit waned.
So it fears the hunters and the net
Yet dreams of powers it can't forget.

Pity then a stuffed bear toy named Pooh
Is happier by far than you
And Piglet is his greatest friend
Among the firs where rainbows end

There the forest creatures live in peace
In quiet joys that never cease.
Cares and tears cannot taint the years

That bears and piglets claim as peers.

Thursday, February 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Keith Shorrocks Johnson

Cheshire, England
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