White Rabbit/How, A Poem

white rabbit/how, a poem * * * they say that you were born, in some lab that you despise; tinctures of your scorn, dark red like old bowties. "how did you sleep?" "how do you feel?"

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To the White Rabbit:

From Jabberwock jaws You spring, your flank grazed By sharp insanity, The snap of logic Threatening to bring you, whimpering, Over to reality Hysteria's thorn pierces Your side as you bound Through white roses That demand blood Of red The...

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Furries University Chapter 8: Follow the white rabbit.

He helps with my grammatical errors and spelling and stuff) chapter 8: follow the white rabbit. the sound of a beeping clock could be heard beside kitsune's ears.

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SY 06 -The Play is the Thing.

He dropped his arm and motioned for both kris and the brown and white rabbit to precede him into the auditorium.

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A Love Suicide

I didn't want this..." his thoughts drifted to the white rabbit who only a few weeks earlier had met him in that tiny bar. sure he was unstable, but he didn't deserve this.

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An Exquisite Opportunity Pt. 1

Just before noon on that sunny day, a white rabbit paw broke the solitude of that ledge. as if that weren't enough, it used that pawhold to drag an entire rabbit --or half of one, anyway-- up over the edge.

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Mistakes Were Made

\>floppy white, rabbit ears. \>very. familiar. white rabbit ears. \>they're bloodied at the bottom, like they were lobbed off and haphazardly tossed in the box. \>noooo. \>nope, nope, can't be.

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MoonDust, Chapter 3

Several rows ahead, a young white rabbit's ears laid back while he vomited into a small sack. his black lab seatmate patted him on the shoulder, looking on with a uniquely canine expression mixing both sympathy and tongue-lolling amusement.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Nineteen.

Just me and the white rabbit and his deck of cards.” “pity.” they said but sounded relieved. “what are you going to do?” “reconnect with the king and keep tabs as usual until another lead comes up.”

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Making friends

She was nearly a head shorter than the white rabbit, but she glared at him like she was ten times his size. don checked the time and hopped, "she's right and now i've got to run. congrats, bro. see you back at the room. call mum!"

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