The Rabbit Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Rabbit
The rabbit thought he was so fast,
That he was the best.
He ran as fast as he could,
Through out the woods.
His speed may have gotten him somewhere,
But he never knew where he really was,
Till one day a child re-directed him,
By telling him to slow down.
Now a rabbit would never slow down,
But when a did for the child's sake,
He enjoyed his trek through his woods,
Much more.
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