Size Up Poem by Ima Ryma

Baby bunny is on a hop
And comes upon a Chevrolet.
Baby bunny decides to stop
To view this giant on display.
This is a good chance to behoove
This object that's a scary thing
By sight and sound when on the move,
The baby bunny is thinking.
But when it is silent and still
Like now the scariness is gone,
Size up, the baby bunny will,
This now harmless phenomenon.

But when the Chevy's on a roll
Baby bunny should find a hole.