The scared little rabbit,
no matter how he tries,
cannot avoid,
the eagle's eyes.
We will run and hide,
and put up a fight.
But it's too late,
when he's in the eagle's sight.
Cause the eagle's sight,
it's so precise.
He only looks once,
and never twice.
Through the eagle's eyes,
imagine the view.
I bet you'd see everything,
that you wanted too.
And way up above,
as he flies,
I would love to see through,
the eagle's eyes.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
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