A poem from the book I wrote for my grandson, Oliver. This features Ms Bunny, a bunny.
Funny old Ms. Bunny has a sunny disposition, But how can she be happy in a circular position? She can’t be very comfy with a big hole in her tum. Perhaps when she was made, they weren’t sure where to place her bum.
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