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rabbit verse
During the last war my dad's rabbits kept meat on the table. I wrote this in honour of their sacrifice:
A Rabbit's Part in Hitler's Downfall
We did our bit as well, you know
– me and my kin, to save your skin.
When U-boats sank your hulls,
when fishes supped on sailors' skulls -
we kept you fed.
You basted us with lard – roasted spud
along our side, onion gravy, suet pud.
We kept you upright through the war,
in our hutches row on row,
Flemish Giants by the score.
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