Woolly Bear lyrics

Though you are not ursulan

No cubs, no claws, no catch

And still-shared hibernation

Being, no malice do you bear

No salmon fears your teeth

Yet not too choosy a connoisseur

Most greenery fair game

Stealthful slipping rhytmically

Portence of winter's might

Said the breadth of hued bands

The thickness of your coat

Or southbound slinking off

Unpettable to the sensative

You tuck in to avoid conflict

The rains of winter claimed

Tiny paws that could not wade

A childhood friend asleep

That someday may dream

To soar upon uplifting breeze

Reborn, an Isabella Tiger Moth