A bear came to dinner; <br />He ate before the bell, <br />He didn't use his napkin, <br />I am here to tell. <br /> <br />He didn't cut his steak, <br />Neatly; with the knife, <br />And licked his mashed potatoes <br />Off the plate- it was not quiet. <br /> <br />He didn't wait for prayers, <br />He didn't pass the bread- <br />But balanced it, most perkily, <br />Atop his brown-bear head. <br /> <br />His manners more atrocious, <br />Than any I have seen; <br />But heavens, I'm so grateful <br />He didn't just eat me.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bear-came-to-dinner/
