Rapids!

Oar rule mushroom wistful wrinkled

 

splash! A wrinkled old rabbit was canoeing through a set of dangerous rapids.

Wishing from side to side he was trying to stick his oar into a rock to stop the boat.

He went for the jab, crack the oar snapped, the rabbits face got wrinklier. The rapids ended he had a face of relief. But the adventure wasn’t over yet, a water fall was just up ahed. The rabbit looked for ways to escape the boat he saw a mushroom, he took a leap of faith and jumped to the mushroom and landed on the ground. He saw the horizon that was so strait he could rule a line across it…

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