War bunnies

 They were tired of the ridicule. They were tired of the explotation.
 To not look conspicuous in the beginning they just gathered in small groups.
 But their best brains had given them a number. A population count that would assure their victory and they had reached it.
 It was time to fight, it was time for war.
 The hares, rabbits and bunnies armed themselves and gathered. They were going to take over the world.
 They gathered outside the edge of a small town on the back forty of Mr. Wilsons farm.
They attacked.
 Where were you when the revolution started?

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