Jack Russell Terrier tracking down
A rabbit black hole belly found,
Scent of bobtail buried hound,
Within a warren’s mapless town.
Suddenly trapped, and no way back,
For a month in a forest left for dead;
No walks in the park, no sharing the bed,
Your mother drank a heart attack.
I’ve been cleaning again, and you can tell,
It’s an ocean of bleach, a rusty nail,
Just within reach, you cannot fail,
It is odourless in a lagomorph hell.
