she loves to sleep in bunnies
nestled all around
she loves to line her nest
their plushy feels
surround

she carries them in her mouf
a soothing feel i think
her own possession kept
tethered home, a link

she scatters them all around
her beds, the stairs, the chair
dotted tufts of love
placed gently with her flair

to me they’re bursts of love
of warmth and joy and peace
for my sweetest toofie girl
a magical mythical beast.

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this bunny sleeps with me
up against my face.
the smell of human near,
i feel safe – in place.

when i’m in a happy
a bunny goes in my mouf
my teefs they softly hold
to carry bunny about

this bunny is my protecc
except for when it squeaks!
then i am a huntress
bunny is hiding and seek

i carry bunny away
proud, it’s mine! – a prize
i lay with bunny in my den
and groan a happy sigh