Once upon the northland shining Strolled a bear through backyards peering To the distant venues searching, Verging on encounter nearing. Catching scents of seeds in feeders, Nuts and grains and morsels tempting, Shifts his focus from his walking, Birds determined on preempting. Pulling branches from their moorings, Feeders flying they were bearing. Eating every morsel falling, Not a beast that’s prone to sharing. Left behind the savaged remnants Emptied now from seeds that slathered, Saunters off before the sunrise, Sated by the bounty gathered.