Burnt Biscuits

Earl went up to camp.

It was time for deer season.

He was stoking up the fire.

The warmth was so pleasin’.

After getting settled in,

he went to go outside.

When he opened up the door,

what he saw was a surprise.

Standing in front of him

was a big, old black bear.

Earl rushed in, shutting the door,

in understandable fear.

He stumbled back toward the fire,

shouting words very explicit.

Falling back into the fire;

that’s how he burned his biscuits.

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