One day I went to a fancy dress show, <br />I saw a rabbit on the stage floor, <br />I thought it was a toy but then it wasn’t, <br />A real live rabbit, it gave me a shock. <br /> <br />A boy dressed as an Indian tribe did suddenly come, <br />With a bow and an arrow to shoot down its prey, <br />Sure did the bow and arrow were toys really, <br />But it hit the live rabbit on its great joint, <br /> <br />The rabbit shook, it tried to run away, <br /> Its hands and legs were tied up straight, <br />The boy caught the rabbit, held it from its ears, <br />The poor Rabbit puffed and panted, but couldn’t get more tired, <br /> <br />He gave the rabbit down to his mother, <br />“It was a great performance” she said, <br />She put the rabbit down a plastic bag, <br />Didn’t care what the Rabbit felt. <br /> <br />Poor Rabbit I thought, it had no power, <br />I can't help, I can’t roar, <br />They were so rude to a harmless little creature.<br /><br />Meriam Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rabbit-on-the-stage/
