Where's my rabbit with a clock? Can I follow til I find the hole and dropFar down til reality distorts?A world that makes no senseA realm of uncertaintyIt may sound childish, but it's more than a dreamIt's the place for me where I'm meant to beThe crazy becomes just in a creative wayEat this and grow or drink this and shrinkMany places to visit Many more people to meetWhere is my cat maybe he is here but I cannot seeWhere...
Harold the rabbit had exceptionally small ears. They were so small, in fact, you could barely see them. All the other rabbits made fun of Harold. It didn’t matter to them that Harold could hop and nibble like the best of them. Or that he was smart. They simply could not get past his ears, small as they were. The rabbits had nicknames for Harold, such as “Stubby,” or when they were feeling particularly clever, “Sir Harold...
Once upon a time, there was a farmer named 'Farmer Green' who ran a huge commercial farm that raised potatoes and carrots. His products were so good they were in great demand. His crops were completely organic and had a wonderful flavor and texture. Buyers from all over the world came to him for his crops and his secret to growing them. His house was in a distant corner of his fields, surrounded by a simple white rail fen...
