The rabbit runs or does it bounce,
as it comes across the street,
searching, ever searching,
looking for my plant's to eat.
Please eat the grass, there is plenty
and leave my plants alone,
especially the Tulips, over there.
You are a pretty creature, I can see,
are you a rabbit or a European Hare?
I know not what you are,
but I do know and now will care,
you have a companion now.
I worry about my flowers, in despair.