I found some grass with flavour grand,
Beside the tap and in the sand,
I nibbled it and loved the taste,
I could not let it go to waste,
But then I heard a vicious dog,
My eyes bugged out, I stared agog,
I tried to hide but then I thought,
This battle’s one that can’t be fought,
The dog has biting teeth and jaws,
I sure don’t want to give her cause
To bite my soft brown bunny fur,
I’d rather run away from her.
I’ll come back later, in the night,
When she is sleeping curled up tight.
And then I’ll munch and lunch till dawn
Cause I am safe while sun is gone.
But, oh, what is that hooting sound?
I think I’d best not stick around.