The Pier of the Fuzzbears

By a tree near a river, sits a steam powered wharf
That's lined by cushions and pillows
And on the end of the jetty there sits a fierce dwarf
In a death shirt he likes to think billows
The stumpy git fishes in the river of dreams
At night he goes home on the bus
Where he sits all alone due to his smell and his screams
And his body that’s covered in pus
This unfortunate runt is addled with aches and sits on a bottom of fire
Hs eyes are so bad they need glasses
He contorts his pain, suffering and loneliness into ire
Envies others joy and soft furnishings
One day help arrives in the shape of three nice fuzzy bears
Who want to bring joy to the pier
They've cleaned up the jetty and lavished with care
And sat with dwarfy and beers
Baz is the brightest fuzzbear, he knows about dough and mathmatics
And helps little dwarfy earn cash
Buzz is the fuzzy with the big smile, he knows about homeopathics
And helps clears his sore little rash
The third fuzzbear is DazFuzz, the mind bear who tampers with brains
And makes him a joy to behold
They hold Fuzzysessions with him again and again
Buzz stops him getting a cold
Now the dwarf pier is famous all over the docks
And runty gives boat rides for fun
He cracks jokes and tells tales and acts as boat cox
While the Fuzzies lie on the pier in the sun
Now the fuzzy bears are waiting and tonite can't come too soon
For this will send a shiver down your hairs
Tonite in your dreams you'll see a door neath a bright, shining moon
Step through, for a boat trip with Fuzz bears