The Talk of the Meadow
They were the talk of the meadow, these bunnies, these two.
They were so in love, others could not remain sad or blue.
We watched them frolic and hop with so much joyfulness.
We spied on them covertly, most did not make a fuss.
They are cuteness personified, said the garden gnome.
We should write them up in a song, melody or poem.
As you can see I totally agreed with this idea he had.
I have written it up, and I feel grateful and glad.
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