Mean Rabbits

You'll hear, "come down into my 
hutch." It's a hole, you will find, 
and it's hairy getting out. Team 
whichever is recruiting, and your 
solid airy presence is requested 
to reproduce the carrot imaginary.

Ready to dedicate your heart 
to this transplant business? That's 
a single organ tithe that doesn't 
hold up to religious or pipe 
scrutiny. "Feels better down here" 

and "reason dictates" will sway a 
few; you don't know better 
and you could do worse. Tempted, 
head to the desert, and ask those 
who would make you son without 
asking: what can fluffles know?

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