Have you ever climbed a tree
Just to see what you could see,
And found halfway up that big-leaf maple
You’d climbed as high as you were able,
Then to your horror and surprise,
You looked down and realize
You’ve climbed too high to climb back down
And beneath you is a bear, all strong and brown?
And so you sit for an hour, then two
Hoping that the bear will shoo.
This may or may not have happened to me,
But either way, I’m not climbing that tree.