I think we should all have bunny ears,
designating our merits over the years.
Lengths long lost hurting others,
heights higher helping sisters and brothers.
Success’s measured in fractions of a hair.
A few points added for additional flair.
Color’s welcome, natural’s best.
Blue’s unseen when none’s stressed.
A bunny ear board could endorse promotions.
The bunny brigade would enforce demotions.
The lazy whither though no harm’s done.
Evil ones snipped for they deserve none.
Straight-up or floppy, some tied in a knot,
eerie presentations always say a lot.
Sadness droops and lies alert,
the bigger the hop the less inert.
Nothing’s unheard of or misunderstood,
when all’s heard and all heard is good.
A world’s more sharing when more’s the same,
less careless flipping of coins for the game.
Life could be more than winning the bet,
when what you see is what you get.
That’s why I think we should all grow a pair.
Then tend our garden with the greatest of care.