Connie Pachecho Poet Rhyme

I Stew At Her Funny Bunnies

I stew at her funny bunnies


it's been a long drought
four walls of pout
no end in sight
same thing every night

the winds blow bunnies
that hop every which way
I see them as cute and funny
but there only for my display

i wish i could get a hug
or a coffee for two
but all i get are shrugs
and more of feeling blue

i like to end this slide
of hopping so stray
and take a bunny for a ride
to have a better day

i like to stop this stew
instead of cutting her in two
but what I've been through
i dont know what to do 

connie pachecho

2/12/17

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