High up in the sky with
  The clouds and the birds.
An hour-long flying lesson
  In a light airplane.
When I went a bit too low,
  The pilot used the words
'Power' and 'line' and
  'Absence of a brain'.

He said, "Why don't we let
  The bear have a go?"
"Because I'm the one who's paying,
  And not the grizzly bear."
But the bear looked very angry
  He wouldn't take a 'no'.
So I let him have a go,
  Even though it wasn't fair.

The bear took control,
  And he could really fly.
But when he saw a field of beehives
  On the ground down below,
He flew around in circles
  And made me think we'd die.
From the field to the plane
  Was just a short stone's throw.

The pilot said to him,
  "Forget about the bees.
"At the airport there's a room
  With very many jars of honey."
But the bear just ignored
  All the pilot's pleas.
And he didn't seem to care
  About the wasting of my money.

The pilot pointed back
  To the tranquiliser gun.
I quietly picked it up
  And aimed it at the bear.
But he looked back at me before
  The job in hand was done.
"I'm trying to shoot the cow
  In the field over there."

He turned around again
  And I shot him in the back.
The bear fell forward,
  Then a brief nose dive.
But the pilot took control
  And we were back on track.
The bear was sound asleep
  But very much alive.

We landed on the ground.
  The grizzly bear was snoring.
With the smell of honey
  He was starting to come round.
My lesson in the airplane
  Was anything but boring.
Waiting for the next time
  Takes ages on the ground.