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May 2014
A little rabbit went down a hole,
Claiming to be late
When stopped and asked what for
He stated "For a very important date."

Now this little rabbit,
Was white as the winter snow
And after the little white bunny
Did Alice eventually go.

Down the rabbit hole you could say
It felt like an endless abyss
"Alice," called her mother
"Alice, sweetie, you're missed!"

But lo and behold it was too late
Alice was unable to hear
She landed at the bottom of the hole
And found wonder both far and near

How much I would like that
A story so pleasing to hear
It doesn't have to be a rabbit hole
I'd love to go anywhere but here.
Chauncey
Written by
Chauncey  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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   Carissa Ream
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