Mister Rabbit.~

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Mister Rabbit, why such a hurry?

Is time running low?

Wonderland whispers of it,

But I am not so sure.

Then I saw the hourglass:

But a handful of sand!

Now I, too, rush about

Hurriedly following that rabbit.

No time for pondering pasts!

Our rightful destination's approaching fast.

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