make questions on this poem also make grammar's questions too

make questions on this poem also make grammar's questions too L and read carcJUÆy : The Snare I hear a sudden cry of pain There is u rabbit in snare Now J hear the cry again, But I cannot tell from where. But I cannot tell from where He is calling out tar uud Crying on the frightened air. Making everything utioid_ Making everything Wrinkling up his litt;c As he cries again aid , And I cannot find the place And I cannol find the place Where his paw is in the snare : Little one! Oh, little one ! um searching everywhere.