Today
I was told
To
write something funny.
They
said I was dark;
So
unlike a bunny.
A
bunny was
Funny.
For,
as it was running,
Along
the horizon
It
flipped off the forest
And
all its denizens,
It
shot past the tortoise
And
said it was mindless
To
think it could beat it
With
patience and kindness.
The
race had concluded;
The
bunny looked restless.
It
raged and it swore
At
those who detested
Its
tactless demeanour,
Its
lack of correctness.
We
all know who won,
I
shan’t go in detail,
Suffice
it to say
The
race was travail.
The
rabbit was rabid;
It
was no longer running.
The
cute, fluffy bunny
Was
no longer funny.
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