The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Bunny the Rock Eater

I met a woman and her name is Bunny.  Bunny was a busy anesthesiology resident and she liked to run around the operating rooms from case to case and make sure that all of her patients were indeed making progress and safely in the care of her junior resident on the case at hand.   I thought bunny was interesting but sadly, she just never could stop eating rocks.  She ate big ones and she ate little ones.  She also ate red ones and green ones.  I might see Bunny painting the rocks and then later eating them for breakfast or lunch.  It never weighed her down and she always was able to expel the rock dust from her body in the restrooms when she had natures call.  But that said, it was just uncanny. 
Bunny, if you read this, more time in the sandwich line might serve you well in life.  Thanks.

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