The Journey Home Poem by Craig Jordan

The Journey Home



I have heard the rabbits calling me,
To a far and better plaice,
It is what we do go hunting,
For the true and only Taste.

It was short along the journey,
Yet far along the way,
That the rabbits did go future,
So left without a trace.

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