To whom it may concern…
“I’m a rabbit. I’ve always been a rabbit,” he said with pride, as he looked out of his window at his vegetable garden.
“I grow carrots. I’ve always grown carrots,” and he smiled, as he looked over his crop.
“I eat carrots. I’ve always eaten carrots.” And he rubbed his tummy and smacked his lips.
“You see, I’m a rabbit. I’ve always been a rabbit. I grow carrots. I’ve always grown carrots. I eat carrots. I’ve always eaten carrots. Because I’m a rabbit!” he said with a smile.
By
Luwana Ransier
Carrots sound good right about now. I love you Mom!
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I love you, too, Jamie!
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