The Rabbit
My rabbit would say
I may not say a lot but be assured I'm thinking
I can stare at your for hours without blinking,
I know I'm cute and fluffy with ears so very long
I like to be cuddled in your arms so strong,
I didn't mean to chew through the telephone computer wires
It's my teeth that need to gnaw an instinct that never tires,
I'm sorry I bit you when you tried to clean my hutch
I was annoyed that you moved me and was I trying to look butch,
So when you feed me with lettuce and carrots in hand
I try to nibble fast as my big teeth can,
I may not look at you closely and say the words out loud
I really glad I'm part of you for that I'm really proud.
My Rabbit.
Copyright © Suzanne Carruthers | Year Posted 2018
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