Once when I was hunting wabbits, whiwe I wandewed, twowwing cawwots,
Chasing onwy a fast and fuwious wabbit wif a wotten cowe
Whiwe I pwodded, neawwy cwapping, suddenwy thewe came a yapping,
Must be that un-godwy wabbit, yapping 'cwoss the fowest fwoow.
"It's the wa..wa...wa... I stuttewed, yapping 'cwoss the fowest fwoow
"What's up doc?"...and nothing mowe
Ah, instinctwy I wemembewed, how I pwanned his bweak dismembew,
As the thought of fwying wabbit made my taste buds dwoow some mowe.
Eagewwy I stawt the fiwe, cooking him's my gweat desiwe,
Ah, the dwipping gwease of wabbit, wabbit that I've chased befowe.
Fow some wawe and succuwent wabbit, though the chase has been a chowe...
Dinking this, the fiwe woaws
Dat the wabbit's mad I'm cewtain, when I bwast him he'ww be huwting,
Fiww me...fiww me wif fantastic wabbit nevew cooked befowe.
Soon now his heawt won't be beating, on the spit he wiww be heating,
'Tis some wabbit I'ww be eating soon upon the fowest fwoow.
Just some tasty wabbit eating wight hewe on the fowest fwoow.
Just some wabbit...nothing mowe
Pwesentwy my pwan gwew stwongew, sawivating wif such hungew,
"Siw", said I, "Ow wabbit", wouwd you wike some dinnew?" I impwowe.
But the fact is I was twapping, oh so sneaky I was twapping,
Den I faintwy heawd his yapping, yapping thwough the fowest fwoow
Dough I wasn't suwe I heawd him, toss the cawwots on the fwoow
Hewe's some cawwots. (Oh, dat scwewy wabbit! )..yes, they'we youws
Out into the fowest peewing, wong I stood thewe, dwoowing, stawing
Hoping, hatching schemes no fweaking wabbit evew dweamed befowe.
But the cawwots sat untaken, did the wabbit know I'm fakin'?
And the onwy wowds now spoken wewe the wowds that I depwowe.
Just a whispew, but the echo echoed back what I depwowe.
"What's up Doc?"...and nothing mowe
I bwast into the fowest bwindwy, to his taunts I don't take kindwy,
Maybe I just need some bait that's somewhat diffewent than befowe
Suwewy, said I, if I show up, wif a wabbit doww I bwow up,
Dwess hew up in sexy make up, this the wabbit wiww expwowe.
He's a wabbit...say no mowe
Dewe, just hanging in my cwoset, wike a wabbit-y Fawwah Fawcett,
In thewe was a shapewy wabbit, just a pwastic bwow up whowe
Fwiends have asked me why I bought it, cause it's cweaw that I have pawed it
"What's a sexy wabbit wady doing on youw bedwoom fwoow?"
"Seawching fow a wascawwy wabbit, wight hewe on my bedwoom fwoow.
Hoping that he twies to scowe
Den just suddenwy I heawd knocking, then my fancy doow unwocking,
In she dwifts so bwonde and shocking, in the wow-cut dwess she wowe.
Dough hew cweft is shown and shaven, "WOW" I said, stawt misbehavin',
Shapewy twim, I ain't just wavin', swobbewing ovew statewy whowe.
Teww me, what is Twacy Wowds now doing on my bedwoom fwoow?
Qwof the wabbit..."She's a whowe"
AAAUGH! I stawtwed, puww my pants up, hadn't heawd the wabbit pwance up,
Den my antsy wittwe weenie, caught in zippew, it now towe.
And the wabbit stood thewe smiwking, wif a camewa he'd been wuwking,
Wascawwy wabbit set a camewa wight above my bedwoom doow.
Bwasted wabbit had insuwance...pictuwes of me and the whowe
Now I chase him ....Nevewmowe