In a garden lush and green,
Where the flowers dance and preen,
Lives a rabbit, small and spry,
Underneath the azure sky.
Munch, munch, munch, he chews away,
On a carrot bright and gay.
Tiny nose in constant twitch,
Lost in his delightful niche.
Crunching in a joyful trance,
Eyes half-closed in sweet romance.
World around him fades to gray,
As he munches through the day.
Birds may chirp and breezes sway,
But our rabbit doesn’t stray.
In his little world so snug,
Happiness in every tug.
Munch, munch, munch, the rhythm flows,
As the garden’s beauty grows.
Unaware of life’s grand race,
Peaceful in his carrot’s grace.