Rabbit in the road, that I couldn't see.
It was so dark, when you came from the trees, straight out, in front, too near to breathe
I tried to stop to some degree, all within the bounds of my own safety.
I have had enough of this stupid life
I wish I was in a field somewhere in fife
There is plenty of food up there to go round, not like this wood it's hardly to be found
Oh good there's a car coming this way, I'll run out of trees so come what may, right in front of it, coz I'm so depressed, said the little beige rabbit with white on his chest.
The two came together, sad story to know, rabbits have feelings and cars skid in snow. A C3 smashed hard into a tree, a man died and went to heaven, a rabbit chose to end it on a peaceful road in Devon.
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