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![]() When Rabbits Go To Rainbow Bridge When rabbits go to Rainbow Bridge Like dogs and cats and such, These gentle creatures find their peace, As they are loved so much. A place that's safe from traps and snares, And guns that maim and kill, Where wounds are healed, and fear is gone, And times are calm and still. Where grass is long, and lush, and green, The rabbits hop about, With twitching noses, bobbing tails, And ears that listen out. Those rabbits who were cherished pets, Have loving folks on Earth, Who cared for them and cuddled them, And knew a dear pet's worth. Do rabbits go to Rainbow Bridge? You bet your life they do. Such sweet companions, cherished friends, Deserve their Heaven, too. ![]()
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