I always will remember, 'Twas a year ago in summer: They expected to find pot But what they found with it was not. It seemed the grower kept around an animal platoon -- Thirteen bears, a dog and a pig, and a raccoon!
They were in no mood to trifle But they didn't need a rifle Since the animals seemed tame. (Wish the owners were the same) They gathered up the humans and the rest that afternoon -- Thirteen bears, a dog and a pig, and a raccoon!
The law was quite specific, Bears should have no picnic And never should be guarding a harvest of weed. The dog was then impounded, The pig was swiftly grounded, But the raccoon's Miranda Rights he just couldn't read!
People ask me why me they did it, Couldn't they have gone and hid it? And I'd have to but agree, But then there'd be no parody! If you go out to the zoo then you might see the culprits soon -- Thirteen ursines, A dog and a porcine, And a stripe-tailed, masked raccoon!
