The bunny popped up from the burrow
So cute, timid and small
It’s sister came next
Little braver than the first
Their mother pushed them on
The little bunny trailing behind, scared
It jumped at the sound of the falling leaf
And ran at his sister yipping with humor
But then his sharp eyes spotted a stripe
His sister was heading right to it
The tiger jumped out of the bushes
Its claws extended toward his sister
He jumped right toward her
Bumping her out of the way
Then ducking out of the tigers reach
But he turned around
Saw Mom in reach of the tiger’s claws
So he ran to her bumping them both far away
The tiger fell in a thorn bush and died
And the little bunny was never scared again
But he was still cautious
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