The Night Bearfor Christmas Twas the night bearfor Christmas When all through the Den Not an Bear was stirring, Not even o'l Ben. The cubs were snuggling And tucked in their beds, While visions of bear goodies, Danced in their bear heads. Their stockings were bearly hung By the fireplace with care, In hope that Grrrduhbear , Soon would be there. Out on the rooftop He landed with out missing, I knew it was Grrrduhbear I herd his sled hissing. I jumped on the couch, Stuck my nose to the curtain. "There he is ", I whispered , and he has a large pouch, "For us all , I'm certain." What do my blue eyes Should appear, But Grrrduhbear himself From his Bearsled I saw him coming near . He grunted and he Grrred, Through the upstairs window he went, Then he stopped and sniffed the air I think he picked up my scent. The teddy bear cookies we left him Were by patio door. We cubbies had baked them Not an hour before. He went about his work With never a sigh, Filling the stockings With toys piled high. He waved at me With his mighty paw. Although I was hiding , I thought he could not see, Must have been my nose he saw. Out the door he went , In oh such a rush, Jumped in his bearsled Lined in velvet and plush And yelled out, "" Mushhhhhhhhh The eight Polerbear team Were raring to go. They know the routine, Especially in the snow. I could hear him growling As he disappeared that night, "Beary Christmas to all! To all a grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnight.