A timid and elegant,
Spry little critter,
Always excited and active,
While scampering hither and thither.
A prey to so many animals,
From ferocious tigers to gentle cats,
Except a kind human,
Who tames and lovingly pats.
Better taming it at home,
Making an affectionate pet,
Having all care and concern,
Nothing to fret.
My cute white bunny,
I used to fondle,
Fed carrots to it,
And leaves of peepal.
Hiding behind the flower pots,
The plants it used to nibble,
And slept on the soft grass,
Like a cute angel.
But now, it has vanished,
I know not where,
When I went to the terrace,
It wasn't there.
My domestic pet, I miss,
Which has disappeared,
It used to come running,
And never from us feared.
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