the DetroitZoo Polar Bear

The polar Bear never makes his bed;

He sleeps on a cake of ice instead.

He has no blanket, no quilt, no sheet

Except the rain and snow and sleet.

He drifts about on a white ice flow,

While cold winds howl and blizzards blow.

and the temprature drops to forty below.

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The Polar Bear never makes his bed;

The blanket he pulls up over his head

Is lined with soft and feathery snow.

If he ever rose and turned on the light

He would find a world of bathtub white

And iceburgs floating thuogh the night

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Polar Bear Poem by

William Jay Smith