The rabbit eats the warm green grass
Butterflies go racing past
The sky is quiet in the east,
And every creature feels at peace
With no enemy in sight,
The rabbit felt the world was right
On the far horizon grew
A fiery sunset red and true
The rabbit sat with utter fear
To see the fire rage so near
In fright his instinct made him freeze
But then his fear began to leave
He realized it was the sun
And watched the butterflies have fun
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STRANGE HAPPENINGS: A Collection of Original Poems
PoetryThis here is a collection of some poems made by me. Some are sad, some are happy, but don't expect anything sappy. And most are strange, nonsensical, or do not make the least bit of sense. Hence, I only ask that you read if you're really that intere...
