There once was a bluebird, singing in a tree,

Who flew away and wouldn’t look at me.

There once was a wolf, beautiful and strong,

Who would never come near me, if he did he never stayed long.

There once was an owl, who I wanted to talk to,

Who would rather be in a cage than say hello.

There once was an eagle, who was soft and shy,

Who could put up with me from time to time.

There once was a bull, who didn’t quite get it,

But stayed quietly by the fence as if he wanted to get over it.

There once was a bear, strong, solemn, and far away,

Whose happiness and healing I would hope for every day.

I’m sorry.

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