He Was Weary Of All Of His Usual Joys; His Books And His Blocks Made Him Tired, And So Did His Games And Mechanical Toys, And The Songs He Had Always Admired; So I Told Him A Story, A Story So New It Had Never Been Heard Anywhere; A Tale Disconnected, Unlikely, Untrue, Called The Grocery Man And The Bear. I Didn't Think Much Of The Story Despite The Fact 'Twas A Child Of My Brain. And I Never Dreamt, When I Told It That Night, That I'd Have To Tell It Again; I Never Imagined 'Twould Make Such A Hit With The Audience Of One That Was There That For Hours At A Time He Would Quietly Sit Through The Grocery Man And The Bear. To All Other Stories, This One Is Preferred; It's The Season'S Best Seller By Far, And Out At Our House It's As Frequently Heard As Cuss-Words In Mexico Are. When Choo-Choos And Horses And Picture Books Fail, He'll Remain, Quite Content, In His Chair, While I Tell O'Er And O'Er The Incredible Tale Of The Grocery Man And The Bear.