You

Something smoothe

Goes true as few

And don’t say moo

Unless I ask you.

Start to decide.

We’ll go for a ride

To the other side.

I’ll seek. You go hide.

Oh, so I tried and tried

To make it fly.

But it just sat there

Then went inside.

Can you see how true

The red, white and blue?

Can you feel the shake

Of my knees as they quake?

Baloo is a bear

And I am a man cub.

What are you?