with the rabbit i ask the woman
of the house.
oh, she says.
looking at the fat black and white rabbit
in it's cage
on the floor,
nibbling at what looks
like straw.
it's my husband's
daughter's from two
marriages ago.
she can't watch it anymore,
because she's
in jail for awhile,
so we have it now.
be careful,
it's fluffy and cute, but
it bites.
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