Painting Bunnies Is My Life
Painting bunnies is my life’s most fabulous work.
I could have chosen drawing flowers especially tiger lilies
Or I could have chosen touching up dogs noses with shiny black
But painting bunnies fulfils me and gives me a sense of joy
Sometimes the bunnies fight me but not often, as most like to be fancy
I paint silver bunnies and baby blue bunnies, sometimes I make one hot pink
When I turn them loose they hop into gardens and meadows happily
Enhancing them as well as any tiger lily, and certainly better than dogs
My cousin touches up dog noses, almost always uses a shiny black polish
He has been bitten over sixteen times doing his semi-dangerous job.
I am thrilled that I chose painting bunnies. My bunnies are fabulous.
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