The Little Lost Lop
The little lost lop wandered through the wood.
"Poor little creature," exclaimed the Faerie Nuclefa.
"The wood will soon be covered in ice."
"In order for the little lop to survive the winter, I must lead him somewhere warm and nice."
In a warm bed of leaves beneath the ground, the Lop weathered the winter.
I noticed the Flash 55 game in the sidebar of a team blog that I am part of, Undead in the Netherworld.
The first story I saw was on the Voices for Rabbits blog.
It inspired me to write the above bit.
Cross posted to my personal blog.

Comments
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I loved this, I'll be back to see if you got it....G
Who ever sent you my way deserves a big kiss!
Your first effort was Perfect!
A story instead of just poetry!!
I hope you found this to be creative, challenging, and Fun!
Loved your Lupine 55
Thanks for playing, join us every Friday if you wish.. Please
Have a Kick Ass Week End
I'm only a sporadic blogger, but if I'm ever on at the appointed time, I'll certainly participate again! :-)