Avaricious Bunny
A tale of one, who feared an obsession so absurd,
Very lonely, he had so very few friends indeed.
Afraid of their thoughts, he felt could be heard.
Richly clairvoyant, at times his mind would bleed.
Individuality drove him inward, hiding his view.
Cautiously ushering new friends to be seen,
Intentional thoughts kept him honest and true.
Only he knew of the obsessions so obscene.
Under a cover that hid the disease from birth.
Secure he only punished himself from worth.
Bunnies do have many fears, to undertake in life.
Unbelievably we hide our suffering in happy ways.
Never realizing, most other creatures live in strife.
Nevertheless, we sell ourselves, running in a maze.
Yes, fear can drive covetous ways from becoming rife.
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