The death of a RabbitA Poem by iveltacJust somthing silly i thought of.Death of a rabbit A mountaineer goes up a mountain to get some fresh air. Down past the mountain in the forest lay a big old snare. Lying in the snare is a hare with air going through his
hair.
The moral of this story is never be a hare in a snare. © 2015 iveltac |
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