THE BEAR 



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I You can cut me into pieces. 

 Then each of these eyes will be a potato plant. 

 And what will the potato plant do all summer ? 

 Why, make other potatoes, to be sure. 

 Perhaps you think that potato plants are 

 grown for you. 

 Not at all. 



They are grown for the little potato children. 

 For the potato children like to eat the potato 

 as well as you. 



THE BEAR 

 autumn eating honey fonder watching 



I spend my winter in the ground too. 



But I am not a 

 bulb either. 



Nor am I a po- 

 tato. 



I am Mr. Bear. 



All autumn long, 

 I have been eating, 

 eating, eating. 



And of what do you suppose I have eaten 

 the most. 



