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Bunny, Bunny, in the street,
See the rabbit, watch him bleed.
Stricken by a Chevy truck
To the pavement he is stuck
Saffron blood caked on the ground
His gory body, once fluffy and round
Now pancake flat on hard cement
His precious ears all mangled and bent.

Bunny, Bunny, heard it smack!
On his belly, tiretracks
One eye bulging, one half-closed
Blood still streaming down the road
Cars still pass the unfortunate hare
Drive right by and leave him there.
Bunny, Bunny, black and blue
Roadkill Bunny I LOVE YOU!!!
©2004-2009 ~bloodybunny
:iconbloodybunny:

Author's Comments

I wrote this for an assignment in my freshman English class for which we were asked to write a heavily descriptive poem about an animal of our choice.

I went all out.

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:iconsp-az:
holy shit that's awesome :D :+fav:

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I haven't slept for 10 days....because that would be too long - Mitch Hedburg
:iconbloodybunny:
lol thanks. hes a character i made up in eighth grade, decided he deserved a poem dedicated to him. :juggle:
:iconsp-az:
that's cool. that poem is so great...the last cople lines really bring it all together :)

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I haven't slept for 10 days....because that would be too long - Mitch Hedburg
:iconbloodybunny:
lol thanks im glad u like it
:iconwatermonster:
Haha, this is insane! :giggle:
:iconbloodybunny:
omg! thats the most wonderful thing i've ever heard anyone say! no matter how many times i hear it it still puts a little twinkle of sunshine in my heart :fork:

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The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That's what poetry does.
-Allen Ginsberg
:iconantiemo:
hmmm
i see now why your name is bloodybunny
very nice poem :D

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Join the army ~antiemoarmy
:rose: Lay your head on my pillow
Here you can be yourself
No one has to know what you are feeling
No one but me and you
:rose:
:iconbloodybunny:
thanks, and that is why my name is bloodybunny. :) Glad to see you noticed the connection.

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The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That's what poetry does.
-Allen Ginsberg
:iconthemapper:
Hahahahaha! This is so awful and yet so funny, and also a bit touching ... I had a gerbil once we had to re-name Frisbee. His original name was Fred the Gerbil. He mostly bit people and ate apples, and then one day, he got outside and hid behid my Dad's car tire. Dad went to work and suddenly we had Frisbee! He got hot and dry on that summer pavement ... He was very flat.

Heh.

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