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Chatting With A Rabbit
The Beautiful Land of Dreams
The other night I had a dream:
While walking home from school,
I met a bunny with a basket...
That was pretty cool,
But even better was the way
He stopped and spoke to me.
(That's when I knew it was a dream,
For they can't talk, you see.)
So anyway, he tipped his hat
(Shaped oddly like an egg)
And said, "I've got to take a break.
This hopping hurts my leg."
I must have looked astonished as
He sat upon the ground
And yawned, set down his basket, and
Began to look around.
"A lovely day for rabbits, don't you think?" I was in shock.
(I don't meet many talking rabbits hopping down my block.)
Just then I wakened from the dream and realized just that:
It was a dream. There was no bunny with an egg-shaped hat.
The Moral of the Story?
I walked outside and stretched a bit,
When hopping up the street
Appeared a bunny with a basket,
Egg-shaped hat, and chocolate feet.