JANE THE RABBIT, A STORY IN 4 POEMS PART 1: SONNET

Jane the Rabbit, in the world of magic

Spent most her life in a black silk top hat

Life in the dark can be seen as tragic

But the story, you see, is worse than that

Jane the Rabbit, when pulled to the spotlight

The audience goes from muted to loud

She’s struck like a slap with severe stage fright

And extreme discomfort with boisterous crowds

Jane the Rabbit, a fly caught in amber

Eyes wider than the craters on the moon

Turns from the noise and up arms she clambers

Too jittery by far to faint or swoon

And it’s done and back she goes in the black

The inky cold envelops like a sack

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