Long, long ago, Grandpa Hare (he had a beard you know?) lived alone by a stump in the forest
His temples had grown white and his ears had thinned
Day after day he contemplated whether to leave his home
There was a tear in his eye whenever he remembered Grandma
He had loved her so and they had many, many children and grandchildren
Sometimes he would just sit and remember for hours
He knew in his heart it was time to move on
He inhaled deeply the last aromas of home
Steeled himself for the long journey
Then began his trip to where we all live now
After many miles had passed
Grandpa knew he had found our safe spot
And we have lived in here ever since ~ The End
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This guy just looked too serious to be funny