Waste Not Want Not

Waste not want not. Oh the rabbit went and died. You should have seen us all. The news was like a car, smashed into a wall! The feeling it was shock, i felt like i would cry. How could it be so, that Thumper he would die! I remembered at Pet City, how hard the choice just was, till we seen the Rabbit with marks upon his paws! The family just went "Awwh!" We loved him oh so much. So we took him home, complete with brand new hutch. It seems so long ago, and yet it seems so near. That we brought him home, so small with such big ears! I cant believe he"s gone. We were left with excess food, and there is an empty space, where his hut once stood. But Sunday Lunch was good, a belly buster"Phew." yes you are quite right, we had a Rabbit stew! and not only that, our bad luck has been beat! We"ve set the record straight, with four new rabbits feet! But the best bit of it all, is Thumper was so fat! That i have got to wear a Davey Crocket hat! It is like my Gran would say, "You"ll be happy with your lot, if you follow just four words, Waste not want not!" No rabbits were harmed in the making of this poem. Thumper is alive and well and living at the bottom of my garden!