The Winter Hare Presents… “Songs For Summer!”

 

music plays here .

   

 

The Winter Hare assumed the very character of Winter, showing naught but contempt and bare-faced disregard for the mid-day sun that so persisted.

He stoked up the fire, poured a glass of brandy, and thought:
as a log cabin caved in, and the mantlepeice was thick with snow…

“How Shall I Ever Live?”
“How Shall I Ever Live?”

Banknotes flew in his direction upon the wind,
(which was strange for an animal with no concept of money.)

the sunlight faded ink
and the million dollar question
on everybody’s lips,

was now solely his to contemplate
over brandy.

 

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