Time to Hibernate

Mom told me its time

She tucked me into bed

"I'm so very tired,"

Is what I told my head

 

But really it was a lie

My eyes are wide awake

And 7 months of hibernation

Is not something I can take

 

I'm starving and I'm hungry

I think I may just faint

But mother says not to worry

It's a common cub complaint

 

So I guess I will lay and whither

For 210 days and 210 nights

And recite this very sad poem

To my last glowing moonlight

 

Done