Charli

He hopped and he waddled

Like the little rabbit he was.

Through the springs and through the valleys,

The half human went.

Under the trees.

Over the mountains.

Ears sticking up,

Alert.

He was a man

Of a certain kind

With brown bunny ears

That can hear everything.

Who is he

And what does he do?

He is a special character.

A very special character indeed.

Fore you only see him about once a year

But the memories last.

Charli is the man

Who will never be forgotten.