The March Hare

March 31, 2011 at 8:41 pm (Humour, Poetry) ()

He was the March Hare
under trees so bare
His name was Jack
still had white on his back
snow white
very bright
indicating a late spring
skiers will sing
but for the rest of us
we will cuss
spring is not here
let’s cry in our beer.

-A poem written by Christopher Van Helsing
Thursday March 31st 2011.

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