Mad March Hare courtesy of michaelkutsche.deviantart.com
March Hare, March Hare
bouncing around
Where is it that
you abound?
March Hare, March Hare
your madness drips through
A rambling mind
long did you lose
March Hare, March Hare
you hop away
Mumbling and bumbling
strange words you say
March Hare, March Hare
let me play
Into your mad world
I wish to stray
March Hare, March Hare
I’ll follow you
Away from this world
wherever you so choose
March Hare, March Hare
take me away
From this madness
of everyday…
Posted in: Poetry
Posted on Mar 26, 2013
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