by Mimi Wolske
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Living up to part of her Swahili name,
She turns them out with each new moon;
Wicked, evil Bunny(s).
She looks white as Snow on the outside
But she’s black as Asha on the inside,
A bush whacker behind that Vamp mask;
Crafty as hell making sure her face
Is clean and the stolen lettuce is on
the fur of those she taunts publicly.
Narcissistic and uncaring who she hurts,
She makes sure another is brought
Down for the evil things she says
And does. Happy someone suffers
For the harm she’s done, they
Do the time for all her crimes and
She’ll repeat her lies until
Everyone stops listening, believing.