The jackrabbits we chase are usually personal.
Sometimes, in a larger sense, they can be political.
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Chasing Jackrabbits
seldom leads you home
unless the house is burning.
Chasing Jackrabbits
and fishing for bottle bass
takes you to bad places.
In the hotel room where you shouldn't be,
look in the closet.
You'll find twitching ears and whiskers there.
Catch me if you can, funny man.
Long ears hear what you refuse to hear.
My feet are lucky. Can you catch me?
Your serenity crazes
like old glaze
when you see a sly grin.
Jackrabbit, jackrabbit
lead the hounds astray.
Jackrabbit, jackrabbit,
it was all in play.
Jackrabbit, jackrabbit
crows cawed and called and flew in.
Frackrabbit, frackrabbit,
poisoned water ruin.
(I saw what you did there.)
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