White Rabbit
I'd follow him anywhere, that strange rabbit whose fur is as white as the snow,
He seems so familiar. Have I seen him before? I must chase him to see where he leads me.
He dissappeared, he's gone. One step, two step AHHHHHHHHH!
I'm falling down this hole that never seems to end. OOMPH! Ouch that hurt.
I look around and i see the strangest things floating around me.
Help I'm trapped in this never ending hole, to which the rabbit lead me, From which I may never return.
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