Meet Oscar and Ollie, the two rabbits who are always together in EVERYTHING. Oscar's the bigger brother while Ollie is the smaller. They do have a connection between them, just as they still would be together.
"I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
Like strings of broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
Had sought their household fires.
The land's sharp features seemed to be
The Century's corpse outleant,
His crypt the cloudy canopy,
The wind his death-lament.
The ancient pulse of germ and birth
Was shrunken hard and dry,
And every spirit upon earth
Seemed fervourless as I.
At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.
So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware."
( The Darkling Thrush - Thomas Hardy )
Thy laughed, giggled and cheered on with joviality.
"Ha! Ha! This is awesome!" exclaimed Ollie.
"Us rabbits are enjoying this moment, and I am, indeed expressing joy," told Oscar.
They keep playing with together, but they have not seen the future of what will sorrowfully occur with their brotherhood. ( I am sorry to say that to you, fellow reader, but it is true. :( )
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The Fate of the Twins
PoesíaTwo rabbits, one dark and one light, Oscar and Ollie, are soon going to be victims of a propaganda which is occurring onto their sights. But oh, it is not all, poetry is glued onto this story. Light and dark can sometimes be a good thing.
