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