look out!
here comes a wild bunny
bing - bang - boom
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on the run
rolling in then rolling out—
outlaw bunny
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the wild one
staring at me like a
one-eyed Jack
(Here’s the tale: Unbeknownst to either one of us—he, romping and rolling through the meadow and me, strolling along the trail—we were heading toward an impasse. Rounding the bend, I saw him racing in at me. We stop, eye to eye, and in a split second, he spins around….races away….stops dead still. Staring. Wissahickon Standoff 🐰—🐶! )
