Hibernation Envy

I yawn and I stretch

The time is coming near 

To retire for another year 

I’ve been cramming it all in

Nuts, lip-smacking berries and fish

It’s all been too delish!

I’m round and proudly fat

And really happy with that 

My cave is picked out

It’s dry and clean

And cosy and warm 

My shelter in many a storm

I will be alone

So can snore and groan 

But I’ll still keep my snout out

And wake now and then 

Shifting around in my den

Truth be told

I’ll not miss this cold 

So, see you in Feb or March

Perhaps we can make a date?

It would be roar-some to kick things off with a mate!