The Rest in a Jar

The Rest in a Jar

He was a March Hare chasing sleep.
So one night he decided he ought
to dress himself up as bait; sleep he would woo.
Lambie slippers on his feet,
Fuzzy sheep PJs – Baaa’Baaa,
chasing after sleep, he caught all
he’d ever need,
and kept the rest in a jar.

Written for Walt at Poetic Bloomings
Variation on an Indonesian Wirangrong

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