Beyond the hedgerow where the river does flow
Where bunnies unbridled cavort to and fro
And commune with the cows where the new grasses sprout
What, one could ask, might they natter about?
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The cow left a pat and he said, “Look at that,”
to the rabbits all hopping around.
One said, “But there’s piddle all splashed in the middle
and not...
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