An ode to rabbit;
Oh little rabbit I do ponder, for the reason you hop on yonder.
Never tyring of your hopping beat, beating from your furry feet.
Hop on east, Hop on west. Because you know your hoppings the best.
I would like to hop along too, but I accidentally ran over you.
All your guts I did spill, for you now are road kill.
Told you I pwn at poetry.