Bear and Whaley and Friends

This is for anyone and everyone who once owned a stuffed toy.
It's rather silly but please enjoy.

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Bear and Whaley went walking
One fine afternoon
Along the orange river
To visit Miss Raccoon.
They carried a picnic basket
Full of good things to eat,
Jams and jellies, fruits and berries
Enough to make a fine feast.
Just as they were crossing
The blue and purple downs
They heard old Mister Robin
Singing his summer song.
“You’re in fine form today,” they said,
Looking up at Robin’s nest,
“We’ve heard your summer songs before
But this one’s yet the best.”
“It’s because the summer's ending,”
Answered Robin in full song,
“So I thought I’d sing just one last time
Before it is truly gone.”
Then he burst into his trills and scales
With relish and delight,
While Bear and Whaley continued on
Their fine summer day's hike.
At last they reached the little cave
Where Miss Raccoon resided,
And they all sat down in her dining room
And unpacked the picnic basket.
And as they ate the goodies
That seemed to have no end,
They all agreed that life’s best treat
Is a picnic with one’s friends.