Rabbits On The Roundabout Poem by Frances M

Frances M

Frances M

Wales, the land of sheep and strange accents

Rabbits On The Roundabout



Rabbits on the roundabout
Content in their circle of grass
Idly waiting, watching, listening
as cars and motorbikes pass.

Rabbits on the roundabout
Never will be free -
Cause there's a chance of being run over
If they leave their sanctuary.

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Frances M

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Wales, the land of sheep and strange accents
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