The Hunt

Bunny poked up through the hole,
all he could see was a mole.
They looked at each other, a stare,
temporarily stiff, unaware.
They stuck their nose in the air,
and took a long whiff to prepare.
Behind stood a man with a gun,
he was hunting and shooting for fun.
Both would agree,
although not with glee,
there was nothing to do except run!

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