Really awfully, can he be long ear?

 

THE UGLY BUNNY

(or Hare Today and Gone Tomorrow)

There once was a rabbit
Who had a bad habit
Of driving his parents insane;
Behaving most funnily,
And very un-bunnily,
He was quite a bit of a pain!

When told to hip-hop
He would come to a stop,
Then dash off along a straight line;
His ears wouldn’t flop right,
Nor lolloping lop right;
His squeak was a bit of a whine.

His looks were peculiar,
And wouldn’t quite fool yer,
To thinking him of rabbit ilk,
His coat was all grey,
In a drab sort of way,
Instead of all fluffy and silk.

So, treated quite badly,
He sat and moped sadly,
Till one day a hare hop-pened by –
Said: ‘What have we there?
What a handsome young hare …
My son!’ with a tear in his eye.

Hare junior, that day,
With his dad went away,
And his mom was then left to explain
To a furious buck
How she’d had a quick … bit of luck
One dark night, with a hare as her swain. 

© Colonialist 2007 (24.com) Revised November 2013 (WordPress)