I went out back to look around
And met this Jackalope pawing the ground
He growled so loud I thought I’d been had
So I climbed my shed ‘cause he surely was mad
I thought I’d stay there till he went away
He kept me up there for two nights and a day
He finally gave up and decided to go
And I fell in a heap right there in the snow
I was so cold I hardly could talk
It sure hurt my legs to get up and walk
Now when I go out I surely do hope
I won’t meet up with that mad Jackalope
D.B.C.
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