Somewhere without the dread city <br />Where we wandered in love and alone <br />Stars are not shining no pity <br />On rabbitfur rotting to bone <br /> <br />I always denied you was pretty <br />And that's a hard untruth to hone <br />But I always thought you was dead witty; <br />You can make up the rest on your own<br /><br />Jay Allard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rabbitfur/
