Open Poetry #2 |
RIP, Mr. R |
Dom Mart Member
since 1999-08-17
Posts 164Florida |
When a frog croaked in the garden Mr. Rabbit raised his ears. But not much. Frog croaks are Sounds a rabbit often hears. But he raised them very high, With all the raising power in him, When he heard a voice nearby Say, "First I shoot him, then I skin him." With his ears erect and keen, Rabbit heard a popping sound. Then someone he had never seen Was picking Rabbit from the ground. |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom |
Ohhhhh, poor little rabbit.. HUGS ------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |
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