| THE good Rabbit creeps away, and hides in a hole. It feels sad. |
| THIS is a man with a gun. |
| HE sees something sitting on a bench. He thinks it is a very funny bird! |
| HE comes creeping up behind the trees. |
| AND then he shoots—Bang! |
| THIS is what happens— |
| BUT this is all he finds on the bench, when he rushes up with his gun. |
| THE good Rabbit peeps out of its hole, |
| AND it sees the bad Rabbit tearing past—without any tail or whiskers! |
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