Bad bunnies

I used to love to go to the fair, where on rides the wind would rush through my hair. But then I heard about one case, and it turned to white my entire face. On a chair swing whirling around, high above the grassy ground, people were merry and screaming in play, but something horrible would occur that day. A man's chair cut loose and he went flying, good thing this didn't involve dying. He broke his leg was rushed away, we everyone started at the ride delay. But what was the cause of this horrid event? Well, it was two bad little bunnies nibbling the cord, up there, hell-bent.


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