At least there’s Harry
May 21, 2008 by William K. Wolfrum
Oh baby bunny, in my parent’s backyard
Looking so yummy and so not hard
How I want to love you and pet your soft fur
And pick you up and rub you all over my body
And feed you carrots and tell you stories
And make you feel safe and cuddly
Then pick you up and rub you all over my body again
With love
But alas, simple bunny, you cannot see my heart
I would never harm you in any way
But you don’t know that and run away
We can never be, because you scurry
But at least there’s Harry
The furry, happy dog of the neighbors
that loves everybody, without a worry
–WKW
[...] When we find ourselves 10,000 miles from our beloved dogs, there’s always Harry to pick up the slack. Nothing like having a neighbor with a dog that’s so full of joy. [...]