Kakushi Bunny
A little bunny is all white,
In a forest, that's quite unknown.
The little one likes to hide,
Using his ears that's overgrown.
With the suns dawning flare,
He wakes to be the first to munch.
For in the noon there's no food to spare,
Because the others are a greedy bunch.
He's all sad and lonely,
For the others won't play with him.
He paints his ears like strawberry,
And prank the farmers that pick him.
He's all cute and very fluffy,
But he hides in a made-up beauty.
He hides things so many,
Too bad you'll see him rarely.
Cute little bunny hops away,
He'll go secretly to play while sunny.
Search him, but you won't see him today,
After all, he's named after "Secrecy".
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