• Jumping from thread to thread,
    it happened that it's mine she had red.
    A bunny that suddenly jumped into my head,
    Thinking about her even when im sleeping in my bed.

    Even when she's busy, she stills talk to me,
    Addind me even she's not supposed to be.
    This poem is meant to thank this bunny,
    So i'll say it again, Thank you miss Busy Bunny.