Dave, I suspected as much about the bear, but I never ruin a good poem with accuracy anyway. You never mentioned West Nile virus. :)

The Dave Song

I’m from the eastern edge of western Pennsylvania
Next to a valley on a woody mountaintop.
Now if picking mountain berries is your mania
This story here will make you want to stop.

Oh damn! Just hear the sloshing of the bog here.
If you left your waders home your shoes is ruined.
Giant skeeters and West Nile are something I fear
Plus behind me in a tree is that big bruin.

Don’t wander far in Beary Meadows bog now
Cause you could very easily get lost.
The moral of my story’s pretty much how
Bear Meadows bog ain’t hardly worth the cost.