The grumpy brown grizzly, so grave and so grim,
So grossly unhappy, what happened to him?
He grunts and he groans and grrrs fill the air,
His growls are immense, his beady eyes glare.
The ground shakes beneath him as grandly he rears,
But whatís in his eyes Ė not grizzly bear tears?
I grovel before him, ďDonít grab me.Ē I plead,
Youíre grouchy and hurt, some loving you need.
The grumpy brown grizzly drops back on all fours,
A grimace of pain as he shows me his paws.
The gravel and grit and stones on the floor,
Have cut them to shreds, no wonder heís sore.
I gather some cloths, and an ointment quite green,
And with hot soapy water, his injuries clean.
He grumbles and growls and grrrs fill my ears,
But Iím no longer scared, Iíve banished my fears.
The grumpy brown grizzly, now grinning and glad,
Saunters off happy, no sign of being sad.
So donít be afraid of the grrrs and the grumps,
Of people whoíre grouchy with sensitive rumps.
They may need your help, and a bandage or two,
And isnít that what, God has called us to do.
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