the rabbit

poetry

A rabbit let us say
a brown furry rabbit

that hops through
the morning grass

returning to her mate
returning to her man

the one she truly loves
and shakes her bottom

almost never for his
sake and she’s certain

she’s never wrong as
in this way and that

she’ll raise her kids
on every continent

available and out she’ll
run to learn something

new and then to hop on
back the way she knows yes a

rabbit let us call her
a hot brunette rabbit

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