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He heads on a long journey;
mission is to find money.

On the way, he meets a hare;
he had looks like he didn't care.

The boy was really desperate;
he had nothing in his pocket.

The hare had stolen gold coins,
from casinos he usually joins.

He wanted to scam the boy;
to use his labor like a toy.

He promised the boy his catch,
if he could keep him watch.

A well-planned, ten minute heist
was planned by the hare in zest.

"The money in the bank is much more!"
the boy said, looking at the gold coins in bore.

Greedy to get all in the bank,
the hare left, acting drank.

The boy was left with the gold coins;
his face shined with a child's grins.

A hare who's filled with beer
was nothing at all to fear.

He was assumed not smart
enough to succeed in a heist.

Alas! There was no bank at all!
The hare had taken a fall!

Instead of bags of cash,
he got a sheriff's ambush.

The boy looked like a dimwit,
but in the end he proved his wit!

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