Her coat forgotten, her heart belonging,
to a coat she had seen that she couldn't buy.
A pink duffle coat, she thought "why oh why?"
Then one cold day, there followed a Hare
Hearing Marian's ramblings of duffle-coats unfair.
He gathered his friends who all went off for hours,
They made her a coat from heather and flowers.
On her doorstep, she heard the noise,
Opened her door and didn't believe her eyes.
A pink duffle coat, nicer than all
Sat on her step, folded and small.
The animals hid and she shouted "thank you!"
Then they all scuttled off and stayed out of view.
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