There is a bunny that I know
She has a soft and warming glow
With heart as big as the sky
She will sit and hear your cry
When you're down and feeling low
And the tears begin to flow
She will stand by your side
And in her you may confide
All you’re sorrowful tales of woe
When you’re with her you always know
That you're someone that matters
Even though you’re torn in tatters
Often I ponder and wonder though
Is there somewhere that she can go?
To tell her problems and her fears
Someone who will wipe away her tears
I have to say there is a place
Where she can turn her face
To go when she needs to mend
She may come to me, her friend
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