Constance Henley

She wanted the better life, and she had the looks
She moved to New York City where the action was
Her stunning looks landed her model jobs at just 18
She strutted down runways in London, Paris and Milan
But she jumped off a tall building to her death a year later
Tired of the drugs, the starving to stay skinny, the travel
And the men that used her and sucked the life out of her 18 years

Bob Boyd

Rabbit

Rabbit, Rabbit how adaptive you are
You live in the city yet you still survive
And you know where to find food
And you know where to hide
At least in this city, no one’s hunting you
Except maybe a rare hawk flying by
Or dogs and maybe cats, but I don’t know
When you see me, you scramble away
Not knowing I mean you no harm
And admire you for how you survive
But if I had the time, maybe I could tame you
And we could be friends

Bob Boyd

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