Unlucky rabbit. Every time before going on stage, he is stuffed into the top hat by the magician, and soon pulled out by his ears. Rabbit is angry. Therefore, every time the magician on the stage put his hand into the top hat, he was bound to be bitten.
The magician has no fixed place to live, and the rabbits are desperately making noise in each of his residences. It's the prop and the owner when the owner leaves. In Paris, which has become black and white, in London, when rock and roll is popular, when it crosses the ocean and mingles with the cattle and sheep of the Scottish Highlands, it does not change its small temperament.
Rabbits are not free, but they are really fat.
The magician's business is not good, and he goes farther and farther away. The big city is not interested in his bunny hat, light bulb wine glass, and buys his account on the Scottish mountain village where the sea drifts. Unfortunately, I went out the next day and saw that even this village started to sell TV sets. There is a girl in the mountain village who longs for a distant place. The girl thinks the magician is magical and secretly follows the magician. Before leaving, of course, the rabbit was bitten fiercely.
Rabbit went to Edinburgh with them. The magician earns extra money, works in the car wash, and has a pair of magic hands that are clumsy in front of the machinery. Buy some sausages and go back to the hotel to improve the food, but the sausages are preempted by the rabbits.
The magician's last magic work was standing behind a department store window and conjuring bras from empty sleeves. There is no longer a rabbit in the signature prop top hat, but a new leather bag with a new style.
On a stormy day, the magician released the rabbit and threw it on a rock with lush grass. Rabbit watched him leave, ears drooping. It didn't take long for the descendants of the rabbit to jump on the rocks.
When the magician walked, he always clenched his hands crampedly, and his arms were slightly tilted back. He was an old man with a big butt and big feet, but unfortunately he didn't have broad shoulders.
If one day he puts on his tuxedo again and stands upright on the stage. All he needed was a fat rabbit, hiding in a top hat waiting to bite his fingers.
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