Is you a Rabbit

Is you a rabbit: a true story

When my sis was a wee girl of about two

there was a ritual all must keep.

 After her teeth were brush and feets

were in her jammies way down deep,

She would run to her bed
Prop her head on her pillow

I'm ready she said.

I've selected a special book that must be read.
Neither rain nor wind would ruin reading time.
As mom read sis's eyes got heavy, the sandman
was close. For a few extra minutes,  mom sat trying to be still.
Mom felt a sneeze about escape against her will
Oh no she thought this surely wake sleepyhead.
Mom *wiggled her nose trying to ward off the explosion.
Sis was a tease often playing 'possum with mom.
She gently touched mom on the arm and said
Mommy is you a *rabbit?
Laughter erupted throughout the room.