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A foolish young boy for a dare

Crept into the lair of a bear.

The bear, tired of meats,

Took the boy’s bag of sweets:

Bah, humbug! – the mints made him swear.

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The bear held its cheek in regret

For its tooth badly needed a vet.

Not-a-one who would dare

Pull the tooth of a bear:

So don’t try keeping one as a pet.

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Now the boy thought he knew just the thing:

Tied the tooth, closed the door with a swing.

The bear was relieved,

The boy was reprieved.

And the bear slumbered on until spring.

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This week’s 100wcgu: Bah, Humbug!

Wishing you all a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Sweet Decay

For all that lives, is subject to that law:

All things decay in time, and to their end do draw.

– Edmund Spenser

I love the way colours of hollyhocks deepen into blue when the bloom withers.

The current Daily Prompt: Connect the Dots, is to open the nearest book at page 82, and work the third full sentence on the page into a post. The nearest book was the Oxford Book of English Verse edited by Helen Gardner, and the quote from The Faerie Queen.