Whimsies and What-Nots: October 2013

Have you ever wondered, why is there a bunny on the moon?

And the bunny watches silently as i steal all 'em stars away

Then i waited very patiently with a bait in my hands, while the bunny started sniffing around

So i dragged and i dragged, my eyes blinded by the glaring moon. She was shining particularly bright that night, i think she might have been mad at me.

Slowly, she began to understand why i stole her stars and her bunny away from her. Slowly, she stopped being mad. And slowly, she helped me complete my tree for my baby sister. And boy was she beaming that night!