the chase.

November 1, 2009 in the stage | No comments

Run, Rabbit, Run.

And the Farmer will too -

gun locked and loaded.


Run, Rabbit, Run.

And your Heart will flutter -

mind pumped and ready.


Run, Rabbit, Run.

And the Race will go on -

feet nimble and agile.


Run, Rabbit, Run.

Or all will be lost -

no butterflies in your stomach;
no pretty lures and baits;
no attention;
no sight of the end (the beginning).


Run, Rabbit, Run.

Let the Chase begin.

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