As some as you know I dabble in ai stories, i just asked one to make up a poem about rabbits and strawberry wine...

Rabbits and wine, a duo divine,
In strawberry fields they frolic and rhyme.
Their tiny paws dance to the fermented beat,
As they sing their drunken little treat.

For once a year, they indulge in delight,
Their bunny hearts full of wine-filled flight.
But beware, dear friends, of overindulgence,
The rabbits may start to lose their dependence.