Look at the snow,
What do I see,
Is that Orli's bloomers,
Next to the sea.

And next to them,
There on snow,
A dozing bear,
His tummy aglow.

You think that it might,
I mean do you think that it could,
Be a sign of distress,
From the elf made good?

Guess the answer,
To this riddle of mine,
Will have to wait,
For the answering rhyme.

For now is the hour,
I really must go,
And get ready for work,
And on with the show.