The ramblings of an obsequious rabbit
Have inhabited my thoughts for decades on end
How can it be that a hare such as he
Paused my imagination time and again
You’d think I’d know better after all these years
Of that cute little nose and big floppy ears
That carrots and lettuce and who knows what else
Would harden these eyes to its beautiful pelt
But don’t think me cruel as it was his own fault
I’d built fences, filled holes to make the thing halt
Yet obsession, the little furry creature possessed
Made a martyr of that bunny to all the rest
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