Jesus was a rabbit,
schooled by rabbits,
who thought like rabbits.
Rabbits upon being asked a question by a disciple usually answered with a paradoxical inquiry or a story, like:
Does seeing the light mean being blinded from the truth?
If we are made in god’s image and we are animals, is it wrong to assert that Jesus was a rabbit? (Discuss.)
Is this mondegreen of “rabbis” sacrilegious or simply a chance to see the Mann who was likewise Blinded by the Light?
Poem ©2019, Jen Payne. Misread text from Anne Lamott’s Almost Everything: Notes on Hope. Thank you Anne Lamott and Manfred Mann, can’t get either of you out of my head today! National Poetry Month #5 and NaPoWriMo poem. #NaPoWriMo. For more poetry by Jen Payne, purchase a copy of Evidence of Flossing: What We Leave Behind! BUY THE BOOK TODAY!