THE GOLDEN HARE


The Golden Hare,
She Boxed 'n' Boxed,
Between swaying ears,
    Ears,

That were brown,
Avoiding the  Guns,
The Farmers Guns,
In fields 'in' fields,
Spirit Dancing,,
To the yellow Ball,
And Passing breeze,
Spirit Dancing,
To the yellow Ball,

Was our friend?
Our Magical friend,
The Hare,
The Golden Hare,
Left,
Spirit Dancing..



By Andrew Fry..