sitting on the hearth, looking like a toy, bears are nothing to be trifled with. always so hungry, amazing appetites fill up a hungry bear. our tree was full of hungry bears they lept or fell down to the cold, dark hearth. safer there than christmas trees for some, it wasn't very far to fall. the stories that these bears could tell, is something we can't taste or smell it is a game that has no prize and we won't play, we won't play ball, we say we one and say we all.