November 2011
29 posts
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There is a blacksmith and there is a shepherd and there is a butcher-boy
And there is a barber who’s cutting and cutting away at my only joy
I saw a rabbit as slick as a knife and as pale as a candlestick
And I thought it’d be harder to do but I caught her and skinned her quick
Held her there kicking and mewling, upended, unspooling, unsung and blue
Told her “wherever you go, little runaway bunny I will find you”
And hen she ran
As they’re liable to do
