best loved Bunny in all the
world, this is the story of you.
Far off in a far country in a
green green wood greener than
most woods in this world, a
Bunny opened his eyes.
He saw the winds blowing the ferns far above
him and he never had heard of a tree.
Little shiny bugs crawled past him slower than
he was.
And big black violets stared him right in the
face with yellow violet eyes.
Star flowers bloomed over his head, and wild
parsley and thyme, in this world of once upon a
time when one bird sang for him alone.
And he went on and on in this wonderful world
he had never seen before. Past a big gray stone to
a running stream clear and cold to dip his nose in.
What a wonderful world, and the bird still
sang.
And the ferns smelled warm at noon.
And he dozed there under a wild geranium that
looked like a small wild rose. His little pink ears
lay flat on his head, and his whiskers twitched as
the bees flew by, and the first butterfly flew out of
June and into July, in those northern woods so
long ago. The Bunny fell asleep. And the shadows
grew long, and the Bunny dreamed that the sun
would never go down.
Then all at once he woke up!
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