Not a Playboy Bunny
There is this bunny, you see
Who lives right next door to me
I haven't figured out her/his pronoun yet
But I can tell that he/she would make a grand pet
What I find cute about the bunny is this
It hasn't yet learned how to kiss
This morning it sidles up to a cat
And puckers up its lips oh-so-fat
But it closes its eyes, then Surprise!
The cat slips away, it falls and ---
Now, why would you think I'd write 'dies'
What kind of 'grand pet' is a dead bunny
Especially one you can't kiss
And can't tell if it's Mr. or Ms...
Well, sure hope I've made your day sunny
Even if there's no playboy in the bunny
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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