Sour Bunnies?
Rank… is the word for it…
Critters have their good years
Some years they have it bad.
The deer sometimes run everywhere,
some years, one cannot be had.
This year, it’s a billion bunnys
boundin’ thru the grass.
A zillion coyotes couldn’t eat
the blooming, bunny biomass.
The county side can’t feed ‘em.
I tell ya’, it ain’t funny.
There’s not a trail out there to ride,
where there ain’t a dead and sour bunny.
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