All the planters on our crew
Packed double tree-bags.
Piss-Fir Willie harnessed three,
And stuffed another 20 bare-root stock
In a day-pack with his lunch.
When Timothy ragged him one morning–
“Geez, Willie, you could probably get
Another six down each pants leg
And a dozen between your teeth “–
Willie turned to him and said,
Loud enough for us all to hear,
“I’ll tell you what my daddy told me:
Son, if you’re gonna be a bear,
Be a grizzly.”