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Real Bears Aren't Like Winnie the Pooh
I learned the hard way that real bears aren/'/t like Winnie the Pooh.
I decided to pet one and I soon learned it was a stupid thing to do.
When I tried to pet him, he bit off my hand.
I can no longer drive a taxi so I was canned.
I thought that all bears were like Winnie the Pooh, kind and gentle.
When my wife learned that I lost my hand and job, she went mental.
My wife used to be understanding and sweet, we used to laugh and cuddle.
As she walked out the door, I kicked her in the butt and she landed in a mud puddle.
She didn/'/t want a man with no job and no hand so she decided to leave.
But getting a swift kick in the butt wasn/'/t something she expected to receive.
If you/'/ve seen Child/'/s Play, you/'/ll understand that my wife has the temper of Chucky.
Losing my hand and job caused me to lose that witch so I guess that I/'/m pretty lucky.
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