If rabbits had Christmas, chances are you'd see,

Picket and Heather around a tree. Weezies I believe, is also there, holding a kit, fingering it's hair. Small on a ladder, reaching high on the tree. Placing a star, where it can be see. But what of Helmer? Ahh, I see him too. He sits in the corner, on his lap sit two. His smile is wide, His eyes do shine, and from one of the sitters, come a little sigh. Peace in Natalia. Goodwill to rabbit kind. Now I will go. Adieu, and God bless every one of you.