Small and round,
the bunny hops.
Along the ground,
It just won't stop.
The fox hears,
and takes flight.
A continuous chase,
It takes all night.
Bunny runs,
and runs some more.
It finally collapses,
to the forest floor.
The fox gains,
and circles bunny.
Fox begins to get closer,
bunny thinks No Sir.
Fox smiles slowly,
and finally speaks.
He'd been waiting for weeks,
'Bunny, Bunny, Bunny. You've
Run and Run and now you've fallen.
And during our chase i was callin'.
All i wanted to say was....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ! ! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem