My Rabbit is three,
So you can see.
My rabbit is soft,
If it could, it would live in the loft.
It likes dark places,
Or airy spaces.
It lives in a wooden hutch,
And it's a Dutch.
I like my rabbit,
It gives me a habit.
He thinks it rains everyday,
So he runs in his hay.
I give him a bun,
Then he goes for a run.
I locked the latch,
And then it played catch.
Submitted by Thomas Wilson, aged 9, Pickering
Updated: 11:57 Thursday, July 12, 2001
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