Silly Bear Poem

In the forest deep and dense,

Where the trees are tall and immense,

Lived a bear, big and strong,

But with a ticklish weakness all along.

He roamed the forest, searching for food,

But when he found it, he was in a mood,

Not of hunger, but of ticklish pleasure,

For his ticklish spots, he couldn't measure.

He was ticklish on his tummy,

And on his feet, oh so yummy,

He tried to hide it, oh so well,

But when he laughed, it was quite a yell.

The animals would gather 'round,

To see the ticklish bear on the ground,

The birds would tickle his ears,

The rabbits his nose, oh dear.

The squirrels would tickle his toes,

While the fox would tickle his nose,

The bear would squirm and wiggle and giggle,

Until he was tickled into a giggle fit, oh so fickle.

He tried to avoid the tickling,

But it was just too thrilling,

He would often lay on his back,

And beg for more tickling attack.

The forest creatures soon learned,

That the bear's ticklishness was earned,

They would tickle him every day,

And watch him laugh and play.

Even the fierce lion, Would join in on the tickling fun,

The bear would roar with laughter,

And the forest would be filled with joy thereafter.

So if you're feeling down and blue,

Just think of the ticklish bear and his giggle too,

It'll make you laugh and chuckle,

And your worries will be gone in a twinkle.

The bear's ticklishness was a blessing,

It brought joy and laughter, expressing,

That sometimes, the things we think are weak,

Are the things that make us unique.

So embrace your ticklishness, And let it bring joy and happiness,

For in this world, there's nothing better,

Than a good tickle and a joyful giggle.