But the trip was made without mishap
And both the Bears enjoyed a nap
In lower berths till eight o’clock,
When the porter gave their berths a knock
And said, “Get up; it’s broad day light;
The Iron City is now in sight.”
But things outside looked black as night
And said TEDDY-B, “Do you mean to say
That this is Pittsburg and this is day?”
The man replied, “Get up; that’s smoke;
Take my advice and when you joke
About this town, don’t do it loud,
For Pittsburg people live in a cloud,
And their ideas about a bear
May be colored some by Pittsburg air.”
“What’s that you say?” called TEDDY-G,
“You seem to know your geography,
But let me say right here and now,
I’ll teach your Pittsburg people how
To dance and sing, to laugh and joke,
In mountain air or city smoke,
For they must know this very day
That Pittsburg too was made for play.”