Rook+Pit both 1964 Versions,, Four hands or two legs stand or crawl

The Crow ,while flying ,noticed the deep hole , left from the driving rain
What a place for the Bear ,that thinks he rules the Forest
He causes pain ,never friendly to anyone
he’ll even eat you were young
The Crow placed Berries, one by one
by the opening of beak and
the cry of the Meek
One by one and hunger for more
the berries Bear adored
Into a pit with no Door