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The March
hare acts like a bear
On New Year’s Eve
Snug in his den, warmth within
Hates to leave.
But
hunger’s there for the March hare
Nothing to fill him up
He’s in a mood to search for food
Looks where he can sup!
There by
the fence where he’ll go hence
To masticate
A tuft of grass that he’ll amass
Then back to his mate!
Others on
the prowl would like to howl
Find something good
The sly little fox gets you in a box
That’s understood!
Or the
bobcat’s hiss who’ll rarely miss
When jumping for prey
All you need is lots of speed
And luck for another day! |
