Yes, it better! Although I love foxes, and they need to eat, and rabbits can over-populate. But, in this case, we'll root for the bunny.
Your comment brought back old, old memories! My mother used to say to me when I was little, "Run, rabbit. Run, rabbit. Run, run, run. Before the man hits you with a bun, bun, bun!" Many years later I found out that was her "friendly" version of "Before the farmer shoots you with his gun, gun, gun!"
Hitting a rabbit with a bun never made any sense to me as a child. I think she may have been referring to an old song. Way before my time!
For the inaugural Friday Writings at Poets and Storytellers United (no more Writer's Pantry or Weekly Scribblings, they've been melded into one with an optional prompt), I went with the prompt, albeit quite unremarkably! A haibun, but not. In other words, a paragraph and a 5/7/5 that is not a haiku. Nor is it a senryu. So, it's that "everything else" form zappai! Can it still be called a haibun then? 🤷 Also, the first Tuesday of the month over at Tanka Tuesday is Poet's Choice. My choice is a... um... prose/zappai, of the Taco Tuesday sort! Friday Writings prompt : "...write poetry or prose about food: cooking it, eating it, sharing it, craving it, dreaming of it … the choice is yours." I like tacos as much as the next person does. They’re really a perfect food, completely customizable. Beef or chicken, both or neither. Pile on the veggies and cheese, or leave them naked. Sour cream with a ...
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Yes, it better! Although I love foxes, and they need to eat, and rabbits can over-populate. But, in this case, we'll root for the bunny.
DeleteYour comment brought back old, old memories! My mother used to say to me when I was little, "Run, rabbit. Run, rabbit. Run, run, run. Before the man hits you with a bun, bun, bun!" Many years later I found out that was her "friendly" version of "Before the farmer shoots you with his gun, gun, gun!"
Hitting a rabbit with a bun never made any sense to me as a child. I think she may have been referring to an old song. Way before my time!