Drunken Polar Bears - Words of Robin

I once told a chatroom full of people that I could write a poem on any topic in five minutes or less. Someone posted 'Drunken Polar Bears'. Three minutes later, I posted this:

Drunken polar bears.

I see them everywhere.

There's one in my bed and another on the stairs.

What do they want from me?

Why can't they see

I speak English not Polar Bearese.

Drunken polar bears.

That one has green hair.

And is watching a movie with Fred Astaire.

I wish I was dead.

There's voices in my head.

This is the last time I take a stranger's meds.