In a forest so green, under skies so blue, lived a white rabbit named Whisker, as curious as you.

Whisker hopped here, and Whisker hopped there. Searching for veggies, he showed he cared.

He found a carrot so crunchy and bright, And picked it up with pure delight.

Whisker picked turnips, and cabbages grand, Plucked them all with his tiny white hand.

Then he heard a sound, like a gleeful giggle, Followed it closely, with a wiggly wiggle.

There in a hollow, so deep and round, A golden butterfly was suddenly found.

The butterfly fluttered and tried to get free, But the hollow was snug, as tight as could be.

Whisker thought quickly, clear and smart, To save the butterfly, he'd play his part.

He nibbled the rim, with nibbles so neat, Until the hollow loosened, creating a seat.

The butterfly fluttered, with wings a gleam, And thanked Whisker with a sparkling beam.

Whisker smiled wide, with a heart so kind, And off they went, friends both intertwined.

So if you hear a giggle, high or low, It might be Whisker and his friend, you know.