The rabbit sat in the rain,
looking in my window pane.
Day after day this March.
The color of wheat, black polka dots, big ears.
fat and ripe this brave plot.
Day after day this March.
Watch out rabbit, the mister will make you dinner.
I thought, and thought.
Day after day this March.
Bolding he is watching now, seeing him peering
At me. “Quick I finally called, get out your gun hon.-!”
Day after day this March.
Yummy covered with paprika, pepper, parsley snip!
Ohm dinner! Mashed potatoes, gravy- I thought.
Day after day this March.
This rain was his last day.
This poor dear, became our… dinner rabbit!
April fools?
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-04-01 09:37:12
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