My dinner rabbit..

The rabbit sat in the rain,
looking in my window pane.

Day after day this March.

The color of wheat, black polka dots, big ears.
fat and ripe this brave plot.

Day after day this March.

Watch out rabbit, the mister will make you dinner.
I thought, and thought.

Day after day this March.

Bolding he is watching now, seeing him peering
At me. “Quick I finally called, get out your gun hon.-!”

Day after day this March.

Yummy covered with paprika, pepper, parsley snip!
Ohm dinner! Mashed potatoes, gravy- I thought.

Day after day this March.

This rain was his last day.

This poor dear, became our… dinner rabbit!

April fools?

Poor Wabbit!

Please tell me he was chocolate...

*"whenever in doubt, dream...inspiration will happen when you least expect it.." r/k 2-2009
http://members.tripod.com/Ron_Kinard

not chocolate

I find it so funny after downloading this poem on two networks that so many people felt – it was awful to eat a bunny when they eat cows, pigs and chickens.
I am a vegetarian and yes it is funny to find where we receive inspiration I still see the bunny out my window and this was intended to – be an April fools joke. But I wouldn’t put it past the mister to eat him and I would have to cook it. Lots of laughs. Responded May 14, 2009

Terri Jacobus
www.adoll4ever.com
Tiara crown designs 1983- 2009

email contact information
TerriJacobus@dishmail.net

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