Oct. 26, 2009
I heard some foxes can be blind.
Or that some little rabbit, oh sweet little rabbit, always looking beyond the her little rabbit hole.
And I heard perhaps rabbits can be blind too.
That rabbit, my sweet little rabbit, perhaps there's a rabbit oh shy wee rabbit looking out every time you go,
Play with the foxes, run with foxes, fall in love with the foxes,
That shy rabbit small wee rabbit, looks up at the moon and pray,
Wish that sweet little rabbit who love the fox may someday,
By chance look down in her own hollow and see that curious rabbit where he lay,
To know that a shy rabbit, oh that bashful little wretch, loves her every day.
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