Bear Country

Bear Country

By the ember’s dying light,

Three campers had a beastly fright.

From the darkened murk out there

Came cries of “awk!” and “hss!” and “bear!”

Langston went forth to look about;

The others heard just a muffled shout,

Then silence—

Amy strode swiftly the other way

Hoping for escape that day

She made it out to the nearest stream,

But splashing turned to piercing scream

Then silence—

Scott stayed huddled in his tent

Praying that no harm was meant

But he, too, faced the fangs and rippers

The shriek of rending cloth, screech of zippers

And, eventually, silence—

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