I shot a rabbit once

        with a .300 Winchester magnum

        just to watch him do a gymnastic

        floor routine for me.

        Though he rushed the double

        somersault and his missing

        limbs faulted the landing,

        he still scored a 5.4 from my table.

        Mostly because of his effort,

        mostly because of his timing,

        but most of all, because he

        showed a certain personality most

        gymnast rabbits with no limbs lack.


        I once asked an old friend of mine if

        one of these limbless gymnast

        rabbits ever ran for office

        would he win. And my friend

        replied, “Well…well, if they’ll

        elect a jackass like Carter,

        I-I’ll reckon anything’s possible.”


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