the raving speeding hare.
Sorry Mr hare. you were wrong this time.
your intentions were noble, even touching.
But you were wrong.
Because the mad hatter is out of sorts today. And those ten camels drink way too much tea.
But thanks Mr hare. You are not late, don’t hurry too fast now lest you fall.
Rabbits were meant only to hop slowly, and gently. One hop at a time.