Where Are The Rabbits?

The fat cat sat in the entrance to the rabbit den;

Like a tea cozy, like a mother hen nestled down

waiting for the eggs to hatch.

Cats like snug spots,

 no doubt the dip in the ground suited. 

Still, I wondered if she smelled these ghosts,

those rabbits, former occupants of that hole…

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