Bull moose grazing on lush marsh grass
Raises his head when he sees you pass.
But while you watch don't go too near
This ponderous monarch has no fear.
To keep your distance he will demand.
Three-fourths of a ton at his command.
So hide and listen and you may hear
As he bugles his mate to bring her near.
Few are his enemies in the wild,
Who dare to attack and get him riled.
The bold advance of a hungry wolf
Can end in death with a strike of his hoof.
Though he may appear clumsy, don't be misled,
If you get in his way you may wind up dead.
So enjoy his presence with space in between,
Don't get him stirred up, cause he's just too mean!