Wild Baby Rabbit
One time found me a wild baby rabbit,
so cute and fluffy was he.
Use to play with him by the
old weeping willow tree,
in the yard so big and care free.
Shep left this little creature alone,
he knew better after killing
my pet racoon I had.
I was still worred about this
little guy, but found out it was not
shep I had to worry about, but me.
One day I could not find the fluffy
little guy, while searching for him,
I stepped on him and that was the
end of my pet baby rabbit.
written 8-8-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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