Hide and Heir
The children grand, of Grandpa Sid, his dear beloved heirs,
Receiv-ed each his right of birth, a share of family hares.
From warrens old, one buck, one doe, did each select with care.
Just as their fathers-fore had done, they sifted wheat from tare.
Neither spot nor blemish could they suffer, dare they ne’er.
For only choicest rabbits win blue ribbons at the fair.
And in the market place they find, that pelts are rare, like their’s,
And each could profit greatly from, the sale of heir’s hare’s hairs.