Run, rabbit run

Taken from my balcony at 6:15 AM. Dorval. Near Bouchard blvd.

Dig that hole, forget the sun
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down, it’s time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide

And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave

No parking for you, mate, everything’s private. Abandon hope.

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