Pander Bear

Pander Bear
With words in your head
Contrived benign
And staged
If you piled them all
And threw them
At a wall
Would they stick
Or slide on to a page
Oh Pander Bear
Sitting so terse
Wishing a wish for
Will you even care
When no one is there
To stumble upon
Your verse
Dear Pander Bear
Your mutton is rare
As now your words have become
But fear thee not
Good Pander Bear
Of words that get caught
Regardless of thought
Be written,or all go for naught..



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