I used to be a Bear Whisperer, one of the best
I charmed bears from coast to coast
Just a well-timed whisper or two
And like lions lying down with lambs
Ferocious Bears became teddy bears.
My fame reached almost everywhere;
On radio and TV shows a regular guest.
Became a traveling international celeb
Even tamed exotic Scandinavian bears
In Siberia whispered to Russian ones.
Some said the fame spread to my head
And I became too bigheaded for my own good.
A Ursus americanus in the Rocky Mountains
Growled, charged, and like a wrestling pro
Clotheslined me to the hard mountain ground
And nearly made me his bear whispering dinner.
A park ranger’s warning shot and he sped.
Wasn’t a rookie near-fatal fault on my part.
The bear was hearing impaired and
I couldn’t whisper sign language.
Bob Boyd