Lindsay's Christmas Bunnies and Poem

‘Twas Christmas night
And all through my home
The cats were all snoozing
The dog had a bone

When all at once
I had a premonition
And hurried to check
On my bred doe’s condition

Then what did I see
All snug in the hay
But eight tiny French Angoras
And I whispered “hooray!”

Alongside the nest box
My tired doe sat
With a look on her face
That said “Did I do all that?”

With everyone settled
To bed I did go
To dream of the kits
And their very first show.