whoosh a rabbit hop these tails and there
arose those ears only to avow each step
through the freshly cut grass ahead

with just their paths to *** then nibbling

with raps round afar that supplely dug afield but prose ajar
this piedmont in a poetic depth just to find another hole
and lined with attaché won this most harrowing thought
of yesterday's eclipse that a shriek of ebriosity
incandescently taught a caper night of fun