The Magic Rabbit
Hey, Midnight Black hop and skip
I don't remember ordering you up.
Where did you come from?
I can court without your help.
as I look up from my love nest
of cedar boughs and wipe
salty passion tracks from my brow
the last thing I want to see is a
Black Bunny.
In a romantic stupor I may have
asked for lambs or llamas.
But I got you with
your gentle fearless look
from voyeur eyes.
If what you see causes you a blush
it will be lost as in your soft, black nose.
And why do you flap your ears
when we whisper
from our hearts?
You sit there spying
with great erect ears
that pick up our soft words.
Now if I hear them again
in your Spring Rite
I shall know plagiarism was your aim
and I am flattered.
But you have made your point
so get on your pogo stick
and be on your way.
You are getting attention
and affection meant for me.
Who ever heard of losing out to a
Black Bunny?
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