Little Rabbit

Hey there little rabbit why you look
so glum
Has that freezing carrot froze your
Little tum?
It's like a freeze box way out here
in this field so white
So why you eating carrots in the middle
of the night?
You cannot sleep sleep I'm not surprised
You must be freezing cold
And by the look of your small feet
You can't be very old,
Now run along back home to mum
Before she comes a looking
And if you are a good good boy
You will have some real home cookin.

by June Clear

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