Sunday, December 20, 2009

Old Grizzy Claws

When I was a cub
My pappa was Grizzly Claws
When I got older
I was Grizzly Claws
When I became a parent
I was a push over Grizzly Claws
Now I have grandcubs
I am  an Old, fuzzy, pot bellied Grizzly Claws
Merry Christmas to All and have a safe and sane New Year


Susan said...

A very cute little poem. Enjoyed reading it. Merry Christmas to you too.

keith said...

This is brilliant. Anyone reading this without seeing the original prompt will miss the clever way you made use of it! Thanks for your continued support of Carry On Tuesday. Have a wonderful Christmas.