The rabbits, like beggars, come

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The rabbits, like beggars, 
come looking to me. In my old
age and my kindness, I've allowed
them to grow attached to my crumbs
the bits of bread that I cannot chew now. 
I suppose it is alright, so long as no hunter
comes, attached to my herd of rabbits
looking for a meal.

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