On Patrol

Posted: April 14, 2015 in Nature, Poetry
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He lies, 
     the fat, brown rabbit,
motionless on the warm, dark earth,
apparently mounting surveillance  
    on our neighbor’s deck across the yard.
His camouflage fur
   (better than any man-made camo)
conceals flawlessly.
White tail hidden,
only one twitching ear betrays.

Next time I look,
he’s gone, 
undoubtedly on a foraging mission.

  1. Those devious rabbits.. probably trained by some devious intelligence organisation.

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