2 A Poem about The Moon Rabbit...

"Ode Of A Rabbit"

«•»By: Alyssa Oca«•»

My sharp rabbit, you inspire me to write.

How I hate the way you bounce, soar and roar,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the starry sky.

Let me compare you to a little arch?

You are more frightful, delightful and odd.

Moon clouds dull the rightful flowers of March,

And the springtime has the unpleasant sod.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.

I hate your glorious eyes, feet and lip.

Thinking of your spiteful feet fills my days.

My hate for you is the static gunship.

Now I must away with a brittle heart,

Remember my broad words whilst we're apart.