Kind of like a child's rhyme. Except with a deeper meaning. Sort of.


Rabit Hole Stew

Rabbit hole is filled with stew
Enough to feed both me and you
Rabbit hole is filled with soil
And the bottom, bubble, boil
Stew is tasty, stew is hot
Everytime it hits the spot
Stewy stewy spoon and sip
From my chin the stewy drip
Drip Drop Drop Drip
Rabbit Holey Stew I sip
When the stewy touch my lip
I cannot contain a grip



Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-05-24 at 05:47

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
I see the inuendo and i like what I see
a cheeky poem with rythm and a touch of classy hidden sensuality

well done rgds mike
2007-05-24