Lazy Bear Lane by Thorne Smith

Author:Thorne Smith [Smith, Thorne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, squirrel, poetry, bear, lion, clown, humor, children, make believe, adventure
ISBN: 9781618866448
Publisher: eNet Press.Inc.
Published: 2014-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

If one of us slips the rest of us fall.

“Oh, we belong to the Budge Brigade.

We can play any game that was ever played,

And one of the things we can do among

Is to sing any song that was ever sung.

“For we belong to the Budge Brigade.

We walk for pleasure. We are not paid.

Pinkie and Bluie, they love to walk.

They hate to rest and they hate to talk.

“Oh, we belong to the Budge Brigade.

We’ll walk till the stars in the heavens fade.

When we get tired we’ll ride the Twins

And make them run till they lose their skins.

“Oh, we belong to the Budge Brigade.

We’ll make them hustle up hill and grade

We’ll run them ragged. We’ll make them trudge,

Those brother lions. Hurrah for Budge!”

“Stop!” screamed Albert. “Stop!”

“Enough!” shouted Rudolph. “You’re breaking my heart.”

Peter tried to continue, but the lions set up such a din that his voice could not be heard.

“That’s a terrible song,” said Albert. “It gives the wrong impression entirely.”

“You know very well that we hate to face the foe,” protested Rudy. “And as for riding us up hill and grade,” put in Albert, “that would be impossible.”

“You’ll have to drag us up hill and grade,” put in Albert. “I’m dying on my feet as it is.”

“Don’t torment us,” pleaded Rudy.

“Don’t be grim,” urged Albert.

“If you must sing,” added Rudy, “sing something comforting — a cradle song, perhaps.”

“I think,” remarked Mr. Budge, “that it is a very good song, an exceptionally good song, especially the last part, the ‘Hurrah for Budge!’ part!”

“He didn’t suggest riding you,” retorted Albert.

“Nor leaving you alone to face the foe,” said Rudy.

“He has more sense,” replied Mr. Budge.

“He has no sense at all if he thinks I’m going to face the foe,” said Albert.

“And he has much less sense than that,” put in Rudy, “if he thinks I’m going to let anyone ride me.”

“It was only a song,” explained Peter.

“It was more than a song,” replied Albert. “It was a form of torture. Do something about it, Floret. Never let him sing that kind of song again. It hurts, I tell you, it hurts.”

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