When the lions had their dinner do,
The bears were all excited,
(They'd never dined with kings before,
And so were quite delighted).
They only wished that Uncle Steve,
Who'd always talked of lions,
Hadn't disappeared last month,
On his way to Brian's.
They washed their fur,
They clipped their claws,
They cleaned their teeth,
And shone their paws.
And when it got to time to go,
They looked around and smiled,
'Well my dear', said Papa Bear,
'We're going up in the wild'.
But when they got to lion's house,
He said, 'We'd better leave',
'Whatever for?' Mama Bear cried,
...
'Cos that rug's Uncle Steve!'