Oh, Claire!

Oh, Claire!
Do not stare
At the naked hare.
What do you care
What a hare might wear?
Of course,
He is bare.
It’s only fair
He is going to his lair
To munch on a pear.
Why think you it rare
To see a naked hare
Is quite debonair
That spotlight is a glare
Shut it off, Claire
Do not be so square
A naked hare
Is not so rare
Get a grip, Claire,
Err I despair
OH CLAIRE!
Please do not stare
At the naked
Easter Hare.

April 1998

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