Now What Should Be My Name?
I was a very young cub when my mother
sent me to guard Alex, and when she said good-by
she said: “good by baby, take care of Alex”
Everyone heard this and was sure
my name was Baby. Now can you imagine being
called Baby when you are 3 and ½?
I was lucky at that.
Mama Bear often called me Poo Bear
and Alex calling me Poo is worse than Baby.
So I am off to find a name
suitable for a guard bear
who is three and a half.
I went home and asked my mother my real name
and she said: “ask your father”.
He said it was Teddy Bear.
Hey, I am a girl bear
and just because Papa bear wanted a boy
is no reason to give me a boy’s name.
I went to ask my uncle Clyde Raccoon.
He thought I should be named Bonnie
and he would get me a mask just like his.
I am not just some bear cub
I know what happened when Bonnie and Clyde
took a ride in the country. No way am I a Bonnie
Grandpa Jumbo Elephant did little better.
He ran his trunk over his tusks
and with a smile he suggested “Ivory”
But who has not seen a scene of men
carrying Ivory on their shoulders
No way to go so no IVORY.
Feathered friend Hoot Owl
looked around, as he often does
and said: “obvious, go ask Alex.
So it came to pass that I did go to
Alex and tell her I want a new name
that is fitting for a 3/12 year old guard bear.
Alex scratched her head
and thought and thought
and said: “ I understand.”
I was to come back in a week
and she would have
a new name for me.
The week is up and I am waiting
What is my new name Alex?
I can hardly wait to find out
For Alex Momsen July 19,2012
Doug Minnis