Black bear came into my backyard last night.
Birb feeder pole snapped-off level to ground.
Birdseed eaten, feeder beaten, suet...
bracket bent, while I and my neighbors slept.
Busy village livelong day - in starlight...
barely a sound (two nightly trains, except).
Bolder, hungrier, less reason to fear...
Beware there, bear, hunting season is here.
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